My pussy was spread wider and wider, the bulbous head pushing inside me and stretching my walls to their limits. Small twinges of pain accompanied the...intrusion but were washed away by the incredible, delicious, debauched feeling of the rubber cock. It was only halfway in, and I was already mewling like a cat in heat with every further millimeter of the monster I managed to force inside. My thighs shook and I could barely breathe. Em’s hands gripped the tops of my thighs. “Should I help you?”. She barely gets a chance to draw a breath before the whip falls again, and again. She is lost to a world of pain and sensation, her nerve endings raw. She continues to scream and it takes her a few moments to realizes the whipping stopped,her body covered in liquid fire and he steps right back in her field of vision, startling her.His rough hands maul her breasts before sliding down her heated skin. Trailing down her back to her ass, kneading the flesh as his body comes in contact with hers;. I wiggled my ass playfully and giggled at my reflection; my little stuffed bum ready for a fun time with my studly uncle. Feeling pretty and yearning for some fresh Uncle Frank milk, I rushed downstairs.I wish I had a picture of Uncle Frank when I sauntered into the room and posed in front of him. I spun around so my ass was toward him, the bottom of my round buttocks teasing from under the circus striped skirt. “Do you like my slutty, little outfit, Uncle Frank?” I rasped, wiggling the pink. . Master,” I said as I stared at him. Studied him. He had dark hair, and—He seized my blonde ponytail, pulling me close to him. “Whore, you swore to be my slave forever. So get down on your knees, unzip my jeans, and suck my cock before I spank your ass!”My rump clenched. A whimper escaped my lips. Part of me wanted to obey him, but it was Justin. He was such a nerd and... and...“It's really you?” I asked, my voice trembling. “You?”“Yes, it's me,” he said. “I want my slave on her knees, sucking.