? Also, it is your responsibility to keep countof the number of blows that you have received.?If your count is inaccurate or you forget how many times...you have beenwhipped, then we will start all over.? ?Harriet, as of right nowyour comfortable, uncomplicated life has ended.?In just a minute, I am going to use a leather strap to beat the frontand back of your body from your neck down.?I'm going to pay particular attention to your tits, and cunt.? Don't worry I do not intend to break the skinor. “Where exactly are you? I only got your number from Anne’s phone. And please don’t tell her.” She giggled and told me her address. It was fortunately not that far away, just straight down the main road and across the old bridge, so I could take the bus there and back that went every ten minutes. I thanked her profusely once more and hung up in time to hear footsteps approaching. Quickly putting my phone back on the nightstand and racing across the room, I started to pour myself a glass of water. She gave it a few strokes, feeling it harden under her ministrations."Ooh, that's a nice one," Stacey complimented Marilyn as she pulled her hand out of her jeans. "Just making sure you're the `special' girl I'm supposed to photograph today."Aw, thanks. So what should I do now?" Go down to the bedroom. It's down the hall, second door on the right. Your costumes in there, put it on, do your makeup, and we'll get to business. Oh, and the contract you gotta sign is in there too. Just sign it and. I retract my foreskin fully and let it rest behind the ridge showing off my cockhead in all its wet shiny glistening glory. Vic reaches out and wraps his fist around it and jerks it back and forth a couple of times. My hood slides back and forth over my glans. "Nice", he says."Do you want to touch it?", I ask Vicky. Vicky looks at Vic, "Is that ok with you?" Sure, go ahead".She reaches forward tentatively and her fingers touch the tip of my cock. She makes a fist and wraps it around the shaft..