...the pain becoming unbearable. With tears streaming down my cheeks I begged him to stop...."RENE PLEASE NO MORE!!!" I holleredbut it was if he never...even heard me and the spanking continued....'SMACK' 'SMACK' 'SMACK' and "SMACK" again. I screamed again "PLEASE NO MORE.......NO MORE!!! Then suddenly the sadistic beating stopped. "Chrissie, you know you can take it. Stop crying!! I've done some research on you and I know you're a fucking whore!" he snarled. "Yes sir" I answered "You're right I. I am talking from experience, what comes around, goes around. As a young girl my mothers brother, Joe, had a penchant for me, and I can remember feeling his warmth and erection, on countless occasions.One night in particular, Joe pushed his erection between my legs, and let loose my first experience of a man's cum, while I pretended to sleep.To be honest, I dont know if Joe knew I was pretending to be in slumber, as my thighs were locked hard together, and the fact we were bare-backing, as I. “I hope you’re thirsty.”A few hours and many painful strikes with a leather riding crop later, Zack found himself in front of Sasha’s door as Rebecca knocked on it repeatedly. He was sealed neck to toe in black latex once again. The rubber costume still felt gross to put on, but at least it had a chance to dry out since Friday night. She hadn’t forced him to wear a hood this time, but he was confident there was one in the bag of items Rebecca was carrying.“Hey! Are you in there?!?” Rebecca’s. I pulled harder against the ropes surrounding my wrists. I couldn’t get closer to her soft mouth, not could I escape the thrusting ice in my pussy. My body jerked convulsively. I was so close, but my release remained just out of my grasp. When the Popsicle finally melted, my cunt lips were bright red from the cold, as well as stained. Amy pulled the wooded stick from my hole and let sugary, cunt cream drain down my ass. Sensation began to return, making my folds throb. “Here,” Ben said,.