I asked her to climb onto the top part of the 'whipping-T' and I strapped her wrists down before she realised what I was doing. I then managed to stra... her ankles down and asked her what she felt like. "Vulnerable and exposed" she said. I asked her if she would like me to use the cane on her back-side (only gentle), but she wasn't at all keen, and said that she couldn't stand pain. But I did take advantage of her being in that position with her pussy wide open.She kept saying that it wasn't. "My throat is parched. It requires lubrication," Mamta said."Here take a drink of water," I said offering her a glass of water."I don't need water but your virgin cum," she giggled and taking my cock in her hand started to give me a blowjob.After a few minutes my hip started to move. I fucked her mouth."OH MAMTA, DON'T STOP. IT FEELS WONDERFUL," I moaned. She continued to shag me kiss and lick my cock. My sperm began to rise."MAMTA, I AM COOMMMIIIINNNNGGGGG," I shouted and pushing hard down her. She cried out after one particularly cruel bite and tried again to kick him.She knew she'd done the wrong thing though as he stepped back and pulled a knife from his back pocket. With an angry look on his face he pressed the flat of the blade against her tender left breast. Zoella was petrified, and she tried frantically to appease him. "Please don't, I won't do anything stupid again, you can bite my tits, I won't kick you, please," she pleaded desperately.He glared at her for a moment then. There was no gold ring on his left hand. There were too manybroads out there flaunting and throwing themselves at him for that."Got to go see the old bat and give her her meds. I just wish I hadsomeone on the inside to do this for me. I hate going into that smellyold place," he thought as he turned out the lights.Jimmy was five foot nine inches tall, had crystal blue eyes and blackhair styled in a pony tail tied low in the back. While his body had agood coat of black hair, his face was smooth..