"It is always a pleasure to show these slaves that orders are orders, and have to be obeyed."James offered him the leather whip from the selection of ...nstruments and he accompanied Greg to where Becca was tightly tethered awaiting the next instalment of her punishment.Becca strained to look over her shoulder as she heard her Master addressing the crowd. She didn't know how to react to the offer being given to another Master to perform the whipping. The waiters had seemed to be doing a good. However, first things first.“Whatever,” I thought back. “Tomorrow, I want you to contact someone at the State Department and find out how I can donate $100,000 to build a memorial for the USS Utah in Pearl Harbor. And I want it to be anonymous.”“Is that where you are? Right now?” Nicky asked with some panic in her voice. Vickie must have tied them all in.“Yeah.”“Stay right there! We’ll be there to get you as soon as possible,” Grace announced.“I guess we’d better head back, Sergeant. It appears. So I figure 20 lashes will be sufficient.” As she stepped up, she brought down the first blow down onto Melissa’s back and ass. When it hit Melissa felt pain rush through her body, The braids hit her spine and her tailbone, She tried not to move, but the reaction was involuntary. The next strike from the flogger caught both ass cheeks; Her already bruised ass caused her to scream out. Every blow hit a different part of her body. Her sides, back, ass, hips, the back of her legs and the side of. Her eyes fell onto it for the first time, throbbing in the air, leaking pre-cum from its bulbous head. His cock was beautiful. She looked back up at His amazed face, smiling like a mad woman.Her hand was already under Him, cradling His hanging balls. She licked Her lips kissing the tip of His cock Her eyes still locked onto His as She felt its smooth tight skin sliding across Her lips. Sliding Her tongue over it, the feeling was amazing. He let out a low moan which She could feel in Her mouth.