She seemed to grow quieter as the fourth blow landed, her eyes shut tight. Was that a slight moan? Was she beginning to find pleasure? Crack! Crack! C...ack! She was kicking her legs now, crying out with every stroke. I stopped and her pelvis shuddered, and she moaned the words I wanted to hear:'No, don't stop. Please.'I knew she was close. I drew the jeans down and off. Her backside was bright red, and looked so good. I stopped a moment. 'So beautiful' I said. I swung the belt again. The crack. I shook my head to confirm that I hadn’t. I looked at my own nails and wondered what that was like. It was something that never even crossed my mind in my previous life, but it was typical for girls. With that thought, I wondered if I should tell her about my past. Telling anyone about it was a lot of information to give a person and I always figured that no one would believe me anyway. After a little mental bout in my head, I decided that there wasn’t a need to tell her.“You know what then? We. He’s a full service slave and I want him to be a dirty cocksucker. Besides, he doesn’t have the toilet fixed so unless you were going to piss in the shower he’s your toilet.?As Shelly started undoing Allen’s pants she said ?Come here bitch, get this sweaty cock nice and clean.??Hold on, I have to piss first. Hold it right in his mouth. If you spill any of my piss you will suck it out of the carpet while I use my belt to turn your ass into one huge welt.?His piss instantly filled my mouth with. A blade winked in the low sun and, in the sudden silence there was the soft 'snick' ofmaterial being cut. Eager fingers tugged the lacy cups free of her body sothat the high curves of Carol's breasts with their pink, upturned nipples werefinally revealed. Amid the general growl of approval Lumumba licked his thicklips and the woman reached across to continue her slow deliberate caressesalong the length of his massive cock. The knifepoint traced down Carol's tanned, golden skin until it slipped.