This has the effect that my sister’s feet quickly leave the floor and rise toward the beam. When they are high enough I tie off the rope.Anna is now...hanging face down from the beam, tied at hands and feet. I like this position, because it gives me access to the entire front of her body. Also, her body is stretched like a bow, with her flat belly the lowest point, and her hands and feet the highest. This stretching is going to make the next part more painful.My little sister agrees with that. "I would find it really exciting to have you watch me wearingjust your sexiest lingerie - Oh God I'm getting excited thinkingabout it."I suggested, "How about I dress up and you arrange to meet Justinat a pub and I can sit nearby and watch as you let him chat youup. You can say I am away for the night and suggest coming backfor coffee. If you take the long route home I can get home aheadof you so I can strip to my lingerie and get in place by the timeyou get back and then watch you make love.". He was slapping his bare feet on the floor and writhing as he screamed. They were striking him right between where the wood had his balls pulled to the end of his sac and where his scrotum was attached to his crotch!“Take it, slave, take this whipping,” the tall one whacked his stretched flesh and his butt rose up off the bench and he screamed and lifted one leg to protect himself. “Put your leg down, sissy!”“Yeah,” said Curlers and she reached out with her hand and gripped his stretched sac in. Ahh it did feel good. The air was cool and fresh with the promise of rain. Knowing that Eddie and who ever else wanted was free to see me was a turn on. Cleo talked and carried on like there was nothing amiss. On the interstate she pulled up to a trucker and kept pace.The trucker glanced down and sure enough, he did a double take and damned near dropped his coffee. I glanced up and smiled. He was on his CB in a heartbeat reporting what he saw and where he was. Of course no one believed.