My pathetic little dick wobbled around helplessly as I moaned in pain with each strike. 'You take well to this kind of punishment, little slut!' said ...y mistress with a shrill laugh. 'Let's see how she deals with a good fucking' exclaimed Joanna. I was untied from the ceiling and then had my hands bound behind my back. I sunk to the floor on my knees, as Joanna pulled off her denim skirt, revealing her shaved pussy. 'You like this nice pussy, slut?' she asked me. 'Yes mistress' I replied.. She was surprised, but she responded hotly. As we broke apart, I heard the catcalls and clapping that the kiss had produced. Although Cynthia looked around nervously, I wasn't worried about anyone saying anything nasty. On the one hand, it would probably just turn me on, and on the other, since the Marty incident, no guy had done anything too nasty to my face.I leaned forward again and said, "Cyn, you don't have to show me off. I'll tell anyone that you want that we dated. If you want a. Sally came out of her friendly clinch with Herbert. The poor boy was shuddering, and he stood with his bottom thrust out in a clearly unsuccessful attempt to conceal his condition from Sally. She worked her hips against him before cupping Herbert's backside and slamming him against her. His expression of horror turned to resignation."Your bra looks amazing, Eth!" Sally looked back over her shoulder. It had the effect of thrusting her boobs into Herbert's face. She shuffled him round so she. That was my second mistake of the day.She hurried on, the words tumbling out, as my hands moved down toward her rump, pressing our stomachs together, "There's no one here, the servants have off until sundown. I'm sure I remember how we did it." She rubbed her heaving chest against my forearm, buttons somehow all undone, her chest flushing even pinker. "My father won't be home before then either, maybe until dark. I think about it in the mornings sometimes and squeeze my legs together, you know,.