He hadn’t put the cane down, but he paused. She stayed in position, bottom and thighs stung, deep and warm.
He ran his hand, the one not holding that thick cane, lightly down her skin, grazing the blossoming welts with his nails. Her skin woke up, aroused. She felt the goosebumps blossoming, where he’d stroked her.
He sighed with pleasure and admiration. And then his hand was gone. He’d raised the cane again.
Unfff! Well captured.
Such beautiful markings.
KW
Beautiful . . . and powerful . . . image !!!
Xxx – K
SEXY image…love the light and contrast!
Great the way the light is just catching the top of her thigh
So well done, the marks and the goose bumps make this picture come alive.
Lovely marks.
I love the goosebumps <3 x
Lovely. The gleam of the sunlight makes the shot! Xx
Wow, look at those goosebumps. I’m getting hard looking at her bottom and imaging…
What a beautiful blushing bum! Such a sexy photo and your description of blossoming welts.. Love!
Aurora x
Lovely shot and words to match.
Those moments when he gently touches my raw bruised skin are almost as intense as the beating itself
Mollyx
The picture is awesome, I’m a sucker for nice marks, combined with the goosebumps, it’s just too hot!!!
Lovely marks, lovely goosebumps.
Very nice image 🙂
Rebel xox
The markings and the goosebumps! 🙂
I love how the goosebumps almost mask the marks of the cane.