Counting to 500

“First lesson dear,” she whispers, “is that being in control is overrated. Let me show you why.” She hands over some ropes and asks for both her hands and feet to be totally restrained. “T..That’s right…M..Make sure it’s tight and I have zero control of my body,” her voice trembles. Maybe it’s the expression of lust and joy all mixed together. “Now use that whip and …annhh!!” A ball gag stuffed in her mouth and buckled. Mouth locked open, she muffles and wriggles. But soon, quietness echoes the classroom. She knows she is still teaching everything, but she also knows she cannot escape. The whip strikes her “Ahhnn!!” Drool slides out of her cheek and pools in front of her. She counts each strike as her body heats up with lust. “234…235…236…Ahhn.” It’s already the 6th time she cums and the lesson is clear: Your body is more honest than you. “498…499…500!” It finally stopped. She dropped her head as her cheek rest on the drool in front of her. Her mouth gagged open, every breath leaks a little more. Her body twitches. “500…oh I’ve never gone that far. Thank you,” she thought to herself. She looks back with her eyes speaking, “Now you seen it all. I’m a crazy pervert but at least my body is honest.” Then it started again. It went beyond 500 as she cums again and again. Her wrist drops. She lost her counting. She lost control. The lesson ends, or should it? - Thanks everyone for the 500 likes! Can’t believe a simple idea got it there! Appreciate all followers and commenters of the works I put out here! (As the number grows, I really did not want to subject her to 700+ whips. That poor girl needs a break) @reptorn @a_casual_prompter @gildenstein @heihund @kidd163 @rq90s @cef_ultra @juanmagnifiq @kaxeld