He loved it that I had disobeyed and that he got to punish me. I closed my eyes tightly and bit my bottom lip. I wasnt allowed to scream and I didnt w...nt to get a more severe punishment for doing so. I anticipated the first blow, and felt it land on and scratch my left breast. Ohh! I whimpered out in pain. Will waited a few minutes before he cracked the whip down on me again, this time landing on my right breast. I resisted the urge to scream at the top of my lungs as the third one hit my. I would steal magazines from the local second hand store or from the rack at the local convenient stores and I would make sure that I stuck all those pages together.It got even more fun when I found some hard core magazines in the local school trash bin. Seeing pics of huge veiny cocks penetrating ass and pussy was inspiring and not to mention cum shots ...Wow! To see all these girls getting fucked and facials took me To the next level. I would start to stick anything I found In the shower up. Martin, however, looked out the airliner window as the African coastline disappeared and thought of little else. He knew he would never be able to forgive himself for deserting the poor woman, so frightened, so defenseless. Her screams would haunt him to the end of his days. He wondered about her fate.Christine would spend the rest of her life creating babies for the Mabuka. Twenty-five years old when deserted by Renee and Martin, she would die at forty-two giving birth to her third set of. 30pm, it was winter time so the light was very dim outside and the bedroom light was off, only the light of the hallway shone in, I asked is it better she said yes, I innocently moved on top of her she was still facing down on the bed as I did not want her to see what I had done to my jeans buttons it was just to relive the throbbing pain that occurred against the jean, I took the opportunity to just fantasies and look at her perfect ass and her thin trouser, she was not wearing anything below.