Whip whore - part I.

I must confess, when I invited Querida over, I initially perceived her as an ordinary, every-day kind of woman. However, as soon as I witnessed her in possession of her personal implement of pain, my perception quickly shifted. As hesitant as I was about her intentions, the raw intensity and exploration lurking beneath her exterior excited me. If fulfilling her desire means delivering discipline upon her firm rear end until it is ablaze and crimson, then I am more than willing to oblige.