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For self shippers with villainous, dominant, or rival F/Os
Imagine being whipped by your F/O…
content: punishment, pain, aftercare.
Continued under the cut
Your F/O puts their hands on your shoulders and pushes you down to your knees.
Looking down on you with an icy stare, they command you to take off your shirt. You obey, stripping your upper clothes off, and showing them your bare chest and back.
They cup your chin for a moment, and stroke their fingers down your neck and back, raising goosebumps all over you. You know what’s coming next.
They push you into your hands and knees on the floor, and raise their whip. You feel your heart race, and your body tense, waiting for the first lash.
When it comes, the sting of it washes over you, and you stifle a cry.
Your F/O looks down at you with satisfaction, and gives you another. And another, until they’re satisfied.
When they’re done, you’re bruised, and breathless, and a little dizzy. Your flesh is tender and over-sensitive.
Your F/O coos gently at you about how well you’ve done, and how proud they are of you.
They stroke their fingers over the marks they’ve made, and kiss your face.
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