They took photos of me from all angles. Then Jane selected a short leather whip and I was made to lay face down on the bed. Mary held me down by the s...oulders and Alice held my ankles as Jane whipped my buttocks and thighs. I yelled and struggled but the girls held me firmly. When she had lashed me over 50 times, they changed places and the two other girls took it in turns to thrash me. At the end the whole of my lower body was covered in black and blue welts, they took more photos of the. He took a little bit on one finger and rubbed it into a particularly sore zit on his nose. He was amazed when the pimple disappeared, replaced by clear, soft skin.All right, he thought. This stuff really works! With that, he forgot Becky's warning and dove into the jar with both hands, smearing it all over is face, chest, legs, and everywhere else he had pimples. Before long, the jar was empty and his skin was clearer and softer than he'd ever thought possible."Wow," he said aloud, rubbing. “Anyway, that more or less makes us ‘all square,’ doesn’t it?”“How d’you mean?”She casually stroked a hand over a nipple and gave a wicked smile. “Well, I saw your cock this afternoon, didn’t I?” Her spare hand had now moved down between her legs, as she began (none too subtly) to gently frig herself. She gave a rueful smile. “I have to admit, Mark, that I loved watching you sunbathe in the nude this afternoon. Especially when you were lying on your back playing with yourself.”“Really?””Oh yes.. No, size isn't the matter. You know. The penetration, the," she gave me a quick glance, "the *fuck*, does it feel any different..." Oh. I don't know. I hardly remember the first... It was so... clumsy. Not as when Fred f-fuck me. I was scared the whole time. I wasn't on the pill, still isn't, and I was terrified that the condom would burst or fall of or, you name it and I thought about it all the time." Oh, yes, I know what you mean. Scared, no terrified, that you should get pregnant and not.