They grit their teeth and see how much they can handle. Girls like this, though, girls like this gave in to the pain with every inch of themselves. Th... groans are a****l and they are hypnotized by the pain. They don’t like it, they need it. Every connection your hand makes, or your cane or your whip, completes them and being a part of that is something profound. When I bent her over my couch and spanked her she froze. “No marks” she whispered at one point. It made me want to own her, brand her,. Like she knew secrets too deep to tell.“Irene, is dinner ready?” Max asked her.“In a few minutes.” She said in a soft voice, deep for a woman. “I’m just waiting for Olivia to finish the rice.”I saw Max’s face as he looked at Irene. He loved her; that was easy to understand. He was clearly involved with the young bouncy girl too.Max might be a fat old hippie, but I had to respect him in return.We ate, the food tasty but unfamiliar to me. There was no meat. Healthy fare, grains and vegetables it. ”I was not sure what to expect, though I guessed after seeing the welts on both Anna’s and Janet’s ass cheeks. I can feel a whip with short lashes sliding over my ass in a teasing motion. Then a swoosh noise before the impact of the lashes on my ass. The sensation of Janet tongue kissing at the same is something I had never experienced before. “That was just a teaser Sarah, would you some more? Harder this time?,” Anna smirked as I watched her change into a black leather cat suit.“Yes, do it,”. " Okay, no more chances, it's your choice."Anthea walked into the kitchen and led her husband out. He was dressed in high heels, panties, and a suspender belt with black stockings."From now on Marion you will call him pussy boy, he will call you Mistress and do anything you desire, now to show him you mean business squeeze his balls hard." I can't do that." Marion, you said you wanted to change, now squeeze his balls, hard."Marion noticed the change in her friend's voice, she grabbed Vince's.