Sinful Man. Part 18

"I'm sorry! Please stop!" she sobbed.

"I thought you loved me," he scolded while whipping her across the back three times.

"I do! I love you!"

He whipped her several more times, crisscrossing her back and ass with long bruises. He then had her turn around and face him, her eyes puffy and red from crying. But when she saw him, her eyes widened. He was crying as well, crocodile tears of course, but she didn't know that.

'He's suffering too, this probably hurts him more than it does me! He really does love me!'

A strike to her flat belly robbed her of the smile that was about to appear.

"Every choice has consequences; this is how the world works. I gave you love and the promise of a beautiful future, but apparently that didn't mean anything to you."

His belt slashed her inner thigh, just inches from her pussy, then twice more.

"I thought you were a good girl. That was what made me love you."

She continued to cry, trying to lean back