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  •   fore we eat." With that he led Eva to the dining room where he instructed her to lean over the table and stretch her arms out above her head. Eva did as she was told and found Anthony attaching her wrist cuffs to restraints anchored on the other side of the table. As he tightened her fetters, Anthony was sure to rub against Eva's protruding derriere so that she felt the steel of his cock pressing through his pants. Anthony cupped Eva's mound from behind and felt the warm wet flow of her arousal as her body trembled. Eva could not see behind her due to the angle at which she was restrained, but she heard the zipper of a bag and when she felt Anthony behind her again she could smell new leather. Eva strained to look over her shoulder to no avail until Anthony straightened her head for her to face forward. She began to speak only to be silenced. Anthony ran the implement across Eva's bare skin. She could feel the thick leather straps and she began to fidget. When she heard the whir, she alazar braced herself for what was sure to be a very sharp sting only to find that it was more of a pleasant thud which sent a warm rush to her already engorged sex. "Now, little girl, I'd like you to guess what this is that I am using on you right now." Anthony continued to run the hide straps gently across the small of Eva's back and then along the backs of her thighs. With another whir, Eva braced herself again. This time the blow was harder, but still not unbearable. "Is it a whip, Sir?" Eva hoped she had at least come close. Another whir; this time, Anthony used a great deal more force, eliciting a squeal from Eva upon it's landing. "Yes, Eva, it is a type of whip. This is what's called a flogger. They come in all shapes and sizes and you will come to know this toy well. In fact you will be well acquainted with a lot of new toys during your training, and by the time you are done, you will be able to call which one I am using before you even see it." Anthony lay a few more sharp strokes alazaralazar to Eva's thighs before putting the flogger on the table. He didn't want to overwhelm her , not yet anyway. Eva ached, not only on her posterior where the leather kissed, but in her loins. Panting, Eva was still having a hard time understanding how something meant to cause pain was arousing her so deeply. Anthony once again cupped her sex and she herself was amazed at the flow of juices that trailed down her inner thighs. Eva heard a zipper again, and this time, as she desperately hoped, it was his jeans. She was surprised when Anthony kicked her legs apart wider, and even more surprised to see that he was attaching something in between her ankles. It was what seemed to be a dowel with an eye hook in each end. It was clearly homemade, but as she soon found out, kept her legs spread nicely none the less. Anthony pushed Eva's upper body down so that she lay flat against the table; her ass positioned lewdly in the air, and her pussy spread, inviting and open to Anthony. Eva let out a soft

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