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(Chapter 43 continued from above)

Mr Chan could see only part of Min-hye’s beautiful face from where she stood but the trembling girl was obviously terrified, squirming uneasily in dread, as she watched Mr Lee carefully select a leather riding crop from the rack of various whips, canes and crops just next to her. He reached for the hem of her pencil skirt, and folded it upward neatly, bunching the fabric up to Min-hye’s hips, exposing the full length of her gazelle like legs and finally, her pert, creamy asscheeks, encased in the thin, nude pantystockings that she wore as part of her uniform. The black lacy Victoria’s secret panties she wore were clearly visible through the diaphanous nylon fabric of her stockings. Min-hye fought back the tears that brimmed from her pretty almond shaped eyes as she stood helplessly, bound in such a compromising position.

Mr Lee ran the folded leather tip of his crop over Min-hye’s slender back, thighs and her nylon encased ass, as if to tease her and build up her fear for what would happen next. The pretty stewardess whimpered in trepidation as she felt the thick leather implement caress her smooth, alabaster buttcheeks. She felt the crop leave her buttocks, as her man raised it upward, and held her breath. Before she could even fully steel herself, she heard a sharp swish as the leather crop landed at full force onto the tender flesh of her ass with a resounding crack, as her slender body flinched upward, as far as her restraints would allow. She cried out in pain, breathing heavily as hot tears began running down her immaculately made up face. Her man teased her again with the crop for a good five seconds before unexpectedly bringing it down again on her ass, extracting another yelp of pain from the shuddering, angelic faced Korean beauty. He repeated the process with each stroke, varying the force with which he brought the crop down on Min-hye’s tender asscheeks, such that she would not be able to predict how hard he would hit her each time. Amid the sounds of the beating, punctuated by Min-hye’s pleading cries, Lynette diligently pleasured Mr Chan with her mouth, her cheeks bulging with his erect manhood inside, as she flicked and swirled her delicate tongue skilfully over her boss’s shaft, from the base to the tip, her mouth drooling with droplets of saliva which ran down her chin, while he watched the perverse whipping spectacle before him, which turned him on even more. As the sensations delivered by Lynette’s tongue on his cock continued, he felt his ejaculation build up inside him. He was in two minds about letting himself go at that instant; he had wanted to fuck Lynette and shoot his load inside her pussy as well, but the night was still young, and he could still afford to do it later in the evening. In the meantime, he was already too primed by his sexy young subordinate’s tongue caressing and teasing his manhood and the sight and sounds of the model like, elegantly dressed Korean beauty bound in a humiliating position and being whipped in front of him. He grabbed hold of Lynette’s pretty head with both hands and held her firmly in place to prevent her from withdrawing, and, as Min-hye moaned painfully with the next stroke, Mr Chan discharged a copious flood of sperm into Lynette’s mouth, some of which went directly down her throat, as she breathed heavily through her nose, struggling futilely to swallow as much as she could, while some of it had already overflowed, dribbling down her chin and dripped onto her satin bra and skirt, the milky white droplets contrasting starkly against the shiny black fabric.

After the fifteenth brutal stroke, Min-hye’s tender ass had turned from a creamy shade of white to an angry crimson, lined with the criss cross marks where the crop had landed on her. She would probably be unable to sit comfortably for the next few days or so. The lovely stewardess was quivering like a leaf, as she tottered in her high heels in her bent over position, pleading in between her choking sobs to be let off. Mr Lee appeared as if he was going to relent, as he stroked her head, appearing to calm her down. Then, he picked up his crop again. Using one foot to spread Min-hye’s legs even further apart, he then brought the leather tip of the crop to the terrified girl’s sopping wet pussy, running it gently over her clit. Aware of what would inevitably come next, she began to whimper and plead even more intensely for her man to stop. Without warning, he delivered a firm, precise whack onto the tender pearl between her legs. The intense pain spread through Min-hye’s trembling body like wildfire as her pleading intensified even further into pitiful cries for mercy. Mr Lee’s cock was rock hard, as he imagined how passionately she would be servicing him later, having been softened by the whipping session. He had agreed with Mr Chan that they would try swapping partners at some point during Min-hye’s layover period in Singapore; he had been looking forward to try out Lynette as well. Perhaps that could happen tomorrow, or later tonight, he thought. In the meantime, since Mr Chan had just released his load in the last few minutes, and was busy making out with Lynette on the bed, it would be his turn to take his pleasure with the beautiful, freshly whipped stewardess before him. He began to unbuckle the leather restraints that bound Min-hye’s arms to the stand...