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A Black Girl's Revenge | darrowhk | 2

 

Shawna came back into view holding a black whip. It was short- about two feet minus the handle, but looked hard and cruel, an appearance which Shawna's eyes matched perfectly. Amanda shook her head and tried to beg under her gag, receiving only a cold, unmoved stare in return.

Shawna jerked the whip forward, hitting Amanda in her side, right across her naked ribcage. Amanda jerked her body away from Shawna, falling over onto her side. The rope that across the back of Amanda's neck and down to her knees held her body in a bent position, preventing her from rolling onto her stomach. Nonetheless, Amanda twisted her body at the waist, trying as best she could to show Shawna only her back.

“Get back on your knees” snapped Shawna. Amanda responded with a series of grunted curses. Shawna stepped over, kneeling down to grab Amanda by the hair, pulling it back painfully, “This whip is your punishment for being white. Not doing what your told is going to be a it's own punishment.” Shawna reached behind Amanda's neck and untied the rope that had kept her in the kneeling position. With that free, she pushed Amanda's face roughly into the carpet, moving around to sit on her head . Shawna undid the knots that attached Amanda's hands to her ankles, repositioned the girl's wrists, and pulled the rope as tight as she could.

Amanda squealed as she felt her entire body erupt in pain. Shawna tied the ropes again and stood up, leaving Amanda in a torturous hogtie. All of Amanda's body felt like an arm being twisted behind her back, every tiny movement she made increasing it. Her breathing came fast, with every exhale turning into a painful moan through her gag.

Shawna circled the girl's body, giving Amanda time to consider how helpless she was, and how little choice she had but to obey. She patiently waited, watching Amanda in her agony.

Finally, Shawna knelt down and untied the rope. Amanda could barely fold her legs out straight, and then could only lie as still as she could, shaking as she waited for the pain to die down. “Get back on your knees,” ordered Shawna, her voice hitting Amanda just like the whip hand. Amanda feebly managed to get up on her knees. Just as she did, the whip struck her across her breasts.

Her body jerked in pain again, but she held herself up and the whip lashed across her body. Shawna circled the kneeling slave, letting the whip loose across her back, into her side, and near to her pussy. She took the whip up to her lips, licking it across it's entire length, before catching Amanda right across her nipples. “This is even better than I thought it was going to be,” said Shawna, right before the whip cracked again across Amanda's flesh.

 

How does Amanda spend the night?


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