I had to keep reminding myself that Sasha was a virgin. She wasn’t used to this kind of possession or dominance. It was easy to forget with how damn horny she was. Her pussy was drenched and she never once looked away from me. I kept forgetting that I had purchased her on a stage while a bunch of horny millionaires stared at her. Sasha gave a little yelp, and I stroked over the red mark. It wasn’t a scary red, just a heated red that would fade within a few minutes. I brought the belt back down, hitting her other cheek. She kept moaning, and I continued to whip her ass with the belt. Sasha wriggled around, trying to find my dick. She didn’t even have a clue what she was doing, but I knew it, and I knew how to deal with her. Throwing the belt to the floor, I gripped her hips, and pulled her toward me, so close for my waiting cock to slide inside her. If she moved back a little, she’d fall to the floor in a heap, so I made sure I held on tightly to her. Sliding my fingers in her aching cunt, I once again pressed my finger against her hole, but I didn’t pierce that hymen.
