"Uhhhhh!"

Mike kicked her knees apart, stepping back while doubling the belt in his right hand. He tapped it gently, teasingly against his kneecap, watching as the woman shivered. Carla could almost feel the kiss of the belt against her skin now as it rubbed up against his trousers. With a quick move of his arm, Mike brought the leather dawn hard, smacking it dryly against her exposed belly.

"Eaghghghhghhhhh!"

One wild scream after another tore from her throat as the belt chewed down across her belly, then again over her upper thighs near her blonde fuzzy cunthairs. Carla moved her hands all over her body, desperately trying to protect herself from the whipping belt. But Mike was too fast for her, striking her in exposed places, then beating her in others as she struggled to hide her fear from him. Wild screams of agony followed the staccato blows, the woman kicking her legs up at him in a useless attempt to retaliate.

"A Goddamned little wild cat! I like that in woman," Mike said, wiping his upper lip with the back of one hand. "Wait, I'll tame you, just the way I'll tame your daughter."

"No, no! I'll never bring her to a place like this!" Carla screamed back.

Mike only laughed at her defiance, kicking her legs apart once more and bringing down the belt inches away from her pussy slit. Carla let out a sharp cry, fucking one leg under the other and rolling onto her belly. At least in that position Mike couldn't hurt her tits, her cunt. She felt the comforting pressure of the carpet against he tits and belly as she drew her knees together.

This couldn't be happening! It was some horrid nightmare. But the constant slapping of the leather against her body told Carla her dream was all too true.

"Bitch!"

Mike brought his doubled belt down hard twice in a criss-cross fashion, the leather tearing the nylon from her panties' waist band. She felt her flesh exposed by the belt, her skin crinkling with goosepimples as a draft blew over her body. He was dog whipping her, the blows making her crawl farther and farther away from him. She could feel her fingers clawing at the ragged ends of the carpeting while the belt whipped her ass into a cherry red.