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galat ghar - adhyay 6
11:50
prakaashit: 06.03.2026 • chhipaen
Physically exhausted, Anthony must continue to endure his aggressive Master. With his little bitch boy¹s arms spread wide and bound to the motorized suspension crane, Master Aiden pushes the button and raises Anthony onto his tiptoes - stretching out his lean, young torso to its full extent. Then Master Aiden grabs the flogger. The good whipping is now familiar to Anthony, who has already endured hours of hard lashes from a variety of whips. Soon Anthony's smooth, pale flesh is covered with deep, red welts, as if Master Aiden were marking him as his property. "Having fun yet?" Aiden smirks, taunting the boy after unleashing another series of blows. Anthony kicks wildly, screaming through his ball-gag. He's been whipped before, but now that his body is stretched taut. And it is about to get worse. Master Aiden brings over the fuck bench, then he lowers Anthony, trembling with fear, onto it.
