The Assignment

Eric X wants one of his girls to wear the boots tonight. He gives the order plain. Do it right or he will punish them both. They start quick. Blonde gets the cuffs first, black hair dives between her thighs, tongue working fast like she wants the strap herself. Tits swing heavy, skin already flushed. Blonde moans too loud, pulls at the cuffs instead of holding still. Black hair forgets the rules, bites too hard, leaves marks that will show. Eric watches ten seconds longer. Then he moves in, voice flat, hand already on the cane. They freeze. He takes the collar from black hair and fastens it on the blonde himself, yanking it tight until she gasps. Black hair stays on her knees, tits pressed to the floor, waiting for the first strike. He swings once, clean and sharp. The blonde jolts. He swings again, harder. The sound cracks through the room. Both girls hold position now, breath short, bodies slick with sweat. He tells them the rest of the lesson is his.