I still feel the sting of every string on all my parts my ankles still bare marks I smile as my *** stings A fond memory of so many things whipped with pearls til I whimpered wanting you to take me just a little further Ridges rolling on pinched nips With a slow soft touch upon my lips Undulated hip That wicked giggle you love so much just around the next touch I go silent a moment then I sigh before you know it I am up for air I look up and give you that stare You know it is not over Before this is done You will whip my *** again til the pearls come undone ; )