The only piece of cloth she had on her was her sexy black lacy panty.It was matching the style of her bra. Thin cloth exposing most of her fair skin, ...xcept for some flowers on it covering her genitals. It made her look even sexier. She was kneeling down before me, looking into my eyes filled with lust. Sweat was dripping down her neck onto her cleavage.She looked like a wild tigress filled with lust. She was now ready to be pleased. Her body needed to be worshipped. I put my hands on her. I was getting frightened as it just kept growing. "You are gonna like being my little whore. You will get to feel my big cock in your tight little pussy. You are going to suck my big cock till I cum down the back of your throat, you are going to swallow every drop and crave for more. You got that?"I, once again, acted scared and said, "Yes sir." He then ordered me to pull down my shorts. While using his right hand, he still played with my tits. I immediately did what I was told, pulling them. If you do, the swats will get harder and go longer." And he drew his arm back and swatted direct across both cheeks, immediately leaving a welt. She jerked, but didn't make a sound. "Good slut. Taking the punishment you know you deserve. I told you we would beat you" and he handed the belt to the next man. They took turns swatting her bottom until it was almost purple. When her knees buckled, M was ready. He had already lubed his cock in preparation for this moment. He stood behind her, grabbed. I was laying down on a soft bed. It was as large as my own mothers bed, raised up high off the floor and surrounded by curtains, thick and green, but tied back around the four posts. I turned my head and saw the stone walls devoid of decorations, cold and gray. A fire place large enough to walk through sat in one wall like a gaping mouth cold and dark. A washing stand, with bowl and pitcher, even a towel for drying all sat in one corner of the otherwise empty room. A small slit for a window.