The sting of the flogger slapping against the slave's body caused it to scream out in pain and it would tell Master that no it was not worth it becaus... it had been wrong of it to do. Master suddenly stopped and looked over the stripes that now marked the slave's body. He was pleased with the way the slave's body was marked and the redness that stood out against the white of its skin that was untouched. Master was not through with the punishment on its ass. Master then took the wooden spoon out. Looking around the room I could see my audience was riveted, all quiet and just staring at us wide-eyed as hands slowly crept toward crotches. I was enjoying Jake’s attentions, I twitched under the jolts of tiny orgasms, my body was succumbing to Jake’s will, I was slowly both physically and mentally yielding myself to Jake’s control, a ready bitch was about to be presented for his mating.When I felt the time was right, I made my last free will choice of the evening by offering my sex to Jake. She's a joy to be around. She's the type of person who lights up a room and puts a smile to your face without having to say a word. During one such photographing session I mentioned I was leaving on another one of my trips. She asked me where I was going and I told her I was going on another trek to Thailand (it's a favorite spot of mine for relaxation and a lot of sex). Her reply was simply, "Can I go too?"I thought she was k**ding me, or worse teasing. I have never held back my open adoration. At that I swam over and took a look for myself.Brett was about ten feet away, sitting in a lawn chair, the magazine in his hands and his legs draped apart. It was up the left leg of his shorts where I saw it, there, resting alongside his thigh, no doubt that it was his dick. I had babysat boys and their equipment was always small and I had always figured that it would be in the same proportion to the rest of their body as they grew up. But this looked like a large snake in his pants and looking.