”“I’m not going to take a no for an answer,” Betsy said.“Uh...”Betsy said, “I’m going to stand out here and make a scene, until you sa... okay.”“Please ... I...”Betsy resumed skipping rope shouting, “Let’s go eat! Let’s go eat! Let’s go eat!”Sally said, “Okay! Okay! I’ll go.”“Lock your door, and let’s go,” Betsy said.Sally stepped out and locked the door. She turned to find Betsy halfway down the hall. She smiled and reached for the door to unlock it thinking she could slip off without being. Cindy grunted and grimaced each time I pressed into her. I had my hand up to the widest part but the knuckles still would not pass through her pussy lips.“It won’t go.” I announced.“Try one more time.” Mike said.I sighed and pressed forward once more and I didn’t see Mike behind me as he took the flat of his palm and smacked my elbow hard, which resulted in my hand punching through her tight ring of flesh.Cindy screamed and began breathing like a woman giving birth.Mike laughed and said “See.. The women had rejected himutterly, saying that they had as gladly defile themselves with a he-goat as to lie with him; more, that they could scarce distinguish himthere from. The which secretly delighted me, for his unwise lusts hadcaused us trouble during earlier stages of our journey.When we returned to our ship at the end of our visit, the sailors thenlaughed at our earlier ignorance and shared with us certain storieswhich they had heard regarding Kylieans; most of which are not suitableto. She told me he was into bondage , she would let him tie her up at first it was playful but as time went on it got more extreme.He used a leather belt or a bamboo cane on her whole body. He would tie her to the bed for whole weekends letting his mate come in and fucke her . One weekend he tied her down Friday night at 7 o'clock and went out and come back 1 o'clock Saturday afternoon and beat her because she had wet the bed, he then pissed all over her, and went back out till midnight, when he.