"Another tear escapes, to run down my cheek. But I can't disobey her. Istep out from behind the door but I can't raise my head to look at thedelivery ...erson.I hear his intake of breath. Can almost feel his smirk.He asks, "What the fuck? People in hotels in the middle of the day arealways freaks." Oh," Mistress says to him. "Sounds like this isn't the first time you'veseen such fun and games."She has walked up behind me. Close enough that I can't back up and closethe door. I am trapped in the. "You have a great power, inherited from your father, that has just sprouted; in time, it will grow tremendously." "If you know so much, then tell me what this power is", Jacob snarkily responded. "Simply put", Elena answered, "you have the power to affect others, specifically in regards to sexual desire. It's a very common power for a young Incubus." Jacob sat back, absorbing the words that Elena had spoken; he wanted to argue, but his logical mind stopped him. If he did have this power, it. It was such an existing view and my cock started to grow already. I started by letting the whip clash on her thighs, five times on both sides. She tried to scream but the gag muffled the sound pretty good. When I was done I asked her if the punishment would remind her to swallow my sperm next time. She nodded and to finish it off I let the whip clash on her pussy. This one hurt a lot if I could guess by the muffled screams. When I was done I untied her and walked her inside.“Master.” She began.. In addition they were also show various videos about proper sexual techiniques with various races. Tests were given every evening before they went to their stalls. Not doing sufficently well on a test resulted in a whipping in front of the class. Jennifer, being unusually bright was only whipped once in three weeks. At the end of the three week class she was put into another class. This one had higher requirments and she would receive a whipping ever three or four days. The whipping itself.