Chapter 20

Oliver dragged Ciara by the dog’s chain he put on her neck and whipped her pale buttocks till it reddened. As she crawled on her fours ebulliently, she came to a pause when Oliver commanded, “Stop, slave.” Next he clenched two elastic belts around her ankles which linked to a lever. Each time he pulled the lever her legs parted, and her hairless vagina opened and closed like an automatic zipper. He stroked her firm breasts and with his other hand pinned her on the throat.

“Will you ever leave me for anyone?” queried Oliver.

“No master,” she answered uneasily, breathing hard each time. Her lustful gaze shot at her oppressor.

“Will you ever submit to other authority?” he queried further but this time rubbed her clitoris with the rim of his penis.

She trumpeted a lengthy moan and trembled under the belt which divided her legs like a chicken over a burning ember

Oliver kissed her ruggedly and spanked her buttocks, “Bitch you want to leave me for some other master. He pushed out his fore f