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He rubs her nipples between his fingers for another couple of seconds, then gives them both a hard pinch, eliciting a gasp from Hannah but not a big enough one to force her to drop the belt.
“Not bad
,” he says. “Not bad at all.”
Despite the compliment, Scott doesn’t let up. In fact, he squeezes even harder, twisting both hands at the same time, tweaking her nipples, pulling on them, stretching them out.
Hannah is moaning loudly and her body is starting to quiver but still she doesn’t let go of the belt.
Likewise, Scott doesn’t let go of her nipples, pinching them between his fingers and turning them nearly 360 degrees before finally releasing them.
Hannah gasps at the sudden absence of pain, this time nearly dropping the belt from her mouth.
He barely gives her a chance to recover before slapping down on one of her tits with and open hand. She grunts behind the belt. He slaps the other tit, eliciting another grunt.
For the next minute or so he smacks the hell out of her tits, trading off, one and then the other, giving her just enough time to recover in between slaps that she feels the full force of every single blow.
By the end of the session Hannah’s tits are bright red and her chest is heaving. Tears are leaking from her eyes, making her mascara run down her face. But based on the tight set of her jaw and her defiant eyes, she’s far from defeated.
“That was pretty impressive,” Scott says, pulling the belt from her mouth. “You’re tougher than you look.”
“That was nothing,” she says. “I deal with worse every day.”
“I’m sure you do,” Scott says. He spins the belt so his hand holding it is behind her head, the buckle pressing up against the skin on the back of her neck. Then he raises his hand holding the belt over her head, pulling it tight around her neck, choking her. “And rest assured, you’ll be dealing with worse tonight. This is only the beginning.”
“I can’t wait,” she manages to croak out even though she can barely breathe.
Laughing, Scott lets his hand drop.
Before Hannah can catch her breath, Scott spins her around and pushes her face-first against the wall.
Without saying a thing, he undoes the belt, releases it from her neck, sticks the tail in his mouth and bites down on it. He grabs one of her arms and pulls it behind her back. Then does the same for her other arm, crossing one of her wrists over the other.
Holding her arms together with one hand, Scott reaches for the belt with his free hand. He wraps the belt around her wrists a couple of times in a figure-eight pattern, then once again slips the tail of the belt into the buckle and sticks the prong into one of the holes, effectively handcuffing her.
Once Hannah’s arms are incapacitated, Scott squats down. Reaching around her waist, he undoes the button and zipper on her jeans and pulls them down, panties and all. He doesn’t take them completely off, however, instead stopping once the waistband is just below her ass.
Now her legs are trapped, along with her arms, rendering her essentially helpless. Time to turn up the heat.
Scott stands up and presses against her, his groin pushing against the top part of her ass, his cock pressing painfully against his pants. With his chin over her shoulder he slides his hand down the front of her body, stopping for a moment to grope her tits some more before proceeding down her stomach until his hand is between her legs.
He’s planning on rubbing the outside of her shaved snatch to get her warmed up but she’s already soaking wet down there—apparently getting smacked around turns Hannah on quite a bit—so he decides to get right down to business. He slips two fingers into her pussy and slams them up into her with as much force as he can muster.
Even in her 3-inch heels, Hannah is quite a few inches shorter than Scott, forcing him to lower his body by spreading his legs wider in order to get any leverage in their current position. The upside to this is his groin is now pressing directly against her ass. Unfortunately his cock is still in his pants. He’s tempted to pull it out but is afraid he won’t be able to keep himself from sticking it into Hannah, something he’s trying to hold off on for the time being.
Trying to take his mind off his cock, he slides a third finger inside Hannah’s pussy, causing her to gasp audibly. Moving his hand back and forth quickly, his fingers filling up her pussy, Scott fingerfucks her without mercy while she moans and squirms beneath him.
Every sound Hannah makes entices him to bang her with more force; every time she cries out he pushes his fingers further inside her, every increase in her breath rate just inspires him to slam her with more aggression.
Once he thinks she’s getting comfortable, he forces his pinky inside her pussy, making it four fingers altogether.
Hannah reacts to this with a high-pitched whimper. But Scott doesn’t want to hear it. He covers her mouth with his free hand and continues slamming her pussy with everything he has.
As soon as she’s used to this new development, Scott switches it up again, this time pulling his hand from over her mouth and gripping her around the throat.
He proceeds to choke Hannah while he bangs her with his fingers, tightening his grip with every passing second without letting up at all on her pussy.
Unable to breathe, Hannah starts to fade quickly. Her face is growing red and her legs are starting to weaken. Her mouth is slightly open and her lips are moving but just barely. Her eyelids are fluttering. But still her body reacts to his fingers: Her pussy is wetter than ever.
