"I can't believe you let things happen like that." First off Christina, I'm not God, but one of his servants. Secondly, God allows things like that be...ause he will not interfere with his greatest gift, free will. Mankind perpetuates the evil, mankind must stop it."Chris looked at the old man. Servant or not, she could feel the power radiating from him. "What do you want me to do?" she asked.A smile crinkled his face. "Good girl!" Somehow the comment, which once might have angered her as. And a gift note: You have been very, very bad. You need to be whipped. Your Master . I have to admit that by now I have begun to like my Master. My fantasies have sure become intense. And here I am, presented with a leather whip. Now I'm pretty sure it is a guy. I leave the blinds open for him, as usual. Then I put on the blindfold and start exploring my body. I rub the chain of the whip handle between my pussy lips and I immediately get wet. The straps of the leather whip are kind of cold and. My wife then lether stockinged leg rub mine ( she obviously knew what this did to me )still in the daze of being out dressed like this and with the spot lightshining down on me it felt like all time was standing still and it wasthen that I suddenly realised How I had i ended up in this predicament,the answer was obvious but I couldn't quite believe it, it was my wife'sfault. Looking her in the eye. She winked at me and then whispered in myear " so do you like the changes I made to your costume. And the young man knew what itwas for, which cause him to trembled in fear and beg her through his gag to lethim go. Bucking violently against his binds, pulling with all his might sheapproached and positioned the strap-on behind his ass.With one sharp, strong push she brutally rammed a quarter of the dildoin. She followed by a second push which forced the rest of the majority of thehuge dildo into him.Shrieking he cried out into the gag, bucking not able to controlhimself, not knowing it made.