"Ugh!"

Again the belt came down, this time the pointed tip curling around her thighs and biting into her flesh. Ellen screamed, her head jerking back while her legs flew apart. Joe laughed, reaching toward her and gathering more material of her dress in his hand. He was stripping her, tearing her dress away until he saw her white cotton panties.

"Leave it to the preacher's wife to wear stupid drawers like those."

Ellen ignored the insult, drawing her knees together and pulling her heels back until they pressed against her ass-cheeks. Joe stepped back, cracking the belt with explosive show above her head, each one making the woman jump. She followed the movements of the snake-like belt with terrified eyes, a pulse leaping through her throat as the black leather snapped and bit at the air around her head.

Then he brought it down again, the leather slapping loudly against her flesh and making the preacher's wife jump. Again Joe cocked his muscular arm back, snapping the belt above his head before crashing it down on her left thigh.

"Eahhh!"

It bit so close to her cunt! The hot explosion of heat and pain inches from her pussy made Ellen go into a mini-orgasm! Surprise and shock were evident on her face as she curled her legs up and rolled to her side, trembling against the mattress.

She was dimming, actually having a small climax as wet and gentle as a baby's kiss while Joe whipped her ass with the belt. She could feel the hot sting of the leather through her cotton panties, each blow drawing more and more pleasure from her seepy, hot fuck-hole!

"No, no, no more, no more!"

He stopped. Ellen heard the belt dropping to the floor, then heard the sound of material rubbing against flesh. He was stripping now, getting ready to rape her! She hid her face, moving her legs up until she was curled in a fetal position.