I told him that I was feeling no pain and he said that he knew and everything was going to be OK, just let him and Levis take care of me. I said ok an... gave myself over to the feelings.They took me by my legs and shoulders and laid me into the sling, my ass higher than my head and my legs up in the air wrapped around the chains. The stud took out some bracelets, wrapped them around my ankles and hooked them to the chains so that I was unable to move my legs. Levis did the same to my wrists,. Her room was still semi-dark with thick curtains covering the windows. The low humming noise of the air conditioner, the singing of birds, the loneliness, – all were making her sleepy.Minutes past, when she heard her door opening. Some body stepped in the room quietly. "Oh uncle is here for the morning brunch," Pramila thought keeping her eyes closed as she pretended to be in deep sleep.She could sense a pair of eyes glued to her body as she lay straight with wide-open legs and displaying. "Is that his black COCK at rest?" I thought. I first thought he was erect, but it became obvious that he was relaxed and flaccid.I reveled in the notion that there are LITERALLY hundreds of black guys with enormous hole pleasing cocks out there. Cocks that make you gasp at the size makes instant sluts of us all.I peered at an endless line of giant black cocks......................it looked like a half mile of bobbing, hard poles. I knew my ass would feel like I got fucked by a train! My. They arranged this public whipping as a way to display me. I want to do everything possible to increase my value so that they can make a great profit. We sex slaves have a term for these public whippings- Foreplay.My sentence is 12 strokes with the whip and six jolts with the electric prod. This is a light sentence. I was told that a big guard will whip me. He is noted for putting hard strokes on boys like me. I hope I put on a good show.I was led out to the public whipping post. My hands were.