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You really are a little slut aren’t you?” “Yes Master,” Jennie said, ashamed there was some truth behind his words. “Yes you are AN EVIL LITTLE SLUT.” With these last four words Stephen flogged Jennie’s breasts. They bounced up and down amazingly because of their size. Tears masturbation were forming in Jennie’s eyes again; the first three hadn’t been too bad as the bounce of her breast had taken a lot of the impact on the soft skin; however the Lesbian fourth strike had caught her across her nipple cutting it painfully so that blood was leaking out. Jennie winced in pain but just managed to control the urge to scream. “Sorry did that one hurt, I’ll kiss it better and Stephen leaned in and started to lick Jennie’s nipples. First he removed the blood with one hard stroke of his tongue, then he began to slowly circle her nipple getting closer and closer to the erect point in the middle. He also grabbed hold of Jennie’s other nipple and began to massage it between his fingers as it got harder and harder. Whilst he was doing this he bit down on the right nipple, causing Jennie to moan in pain, however there was a hint of lust and arousal in there as well. Now that her nipples had been given the necessary attention, Stephen pushed his hand between Jennie’s legs. Although they were tied together he could still just about work a few fingers in between. He could feel that her pussy was beginning to get wet with arousal, as he stroked his finger between her pussy lips. It was gone midnight and he knew he needed to get to bed. But before he did another evil thought came into his mind. He turned round and walked over to the table and picked up a spreader bar. He then walked over to Jennie and lowered the winch slightly so that Jennie was no longer standing on her aching toes. The relief was evident on Jennie’s face, her toes were agony. Stephen then untied her legs and placed one end of the spreader bar on her left ankle, he then pulled her Big Boobs right leg as far apart so that he could fit the bar in between her legs. The bar was big enough to make it uncomfortable for her, but not too bad. Stephen then walked back pornstar to the table threesome and picked out two more items. He was careful this time that Jennie didn’t see what they were, so he placed one in his pocket and the other he held behind his back. As he walked over Jennie tried to remember the items on the table and remember what had gone, but there were too many items, it was impossible. This put fear into Jennie’s heart, not knowing what was coming was terrible; it made her shake just to think about it. “Now I need to punish you again.” Stephen said. Jennie looked shocked. “But sir,” she pleaded, “I thought you said that you wouldn’t punish me for making a noise.” “I did, I only gave you ten flogs and I stand by that. However now I am going to punish you for lying.” The realisation dawned on Jennie’s face. “And that is a much more serious offence, because no slavegirl should ever lie to their master.” The split rope was separated and drawn on either side of her neck over her shoulders. We’ll both end up divorced. Her hands shot between her thighs to reach the soaked crotch of my slacks, masturbation her fingers fumbling at my fly. After a few moments threesome she gave a slight smile and said, “Yes, it was during the war– October of ’43. She thought she felt the same way and was falling in love with me too. Squeezing and crushing her tits in his large hands, Max lunged Big Boobs forward. I expected her pornstar to at least smile, but instead she leaned close to me and whispered, “That’s not a joke. Like Betty, she couldn’t help but whimper in bliss to the sensation of her breasts being kissed. “I will try.” she said. I’ll get glasses and the ice. True to my word, I did not cum again that night. Surely he would stop if I said he was hurting me? I could not deny that my curiosity was piqued, along with my arousal. But maybe if I explained why I was speeding, I could convince the young deputy that he could fuck my wife too...shit, I had to stop thinking like that and Lesbian just drive. Madre sat with a regal posture upon her ivory throne, Furore curled at her side as her mother tenderly stroked her long, black hair; a hulking, blood spattered man with a wildly matted mane creeping from beneath his cracked mask presented himself at the foot of the heap, taking knee as Superbia and Imperium cleared a gap to accomodate him. I was so totally embarrassed. a lot of fun. When Jen and I stood up, Robert's eyes couldn't believe what he was seeing. “Hello, Mrs. Baker.” I stammered. It was the perfect place for sex.