The ball gag was removed and she screamed out with every stroke of the whip. But she did not cry shouting out, "come on you motherfuckers, hurt me, do...your worst." Kerry was glad she had taken the cocktail of alcohol and meds so that she did not feel the full effect of the flogging and actually enjoyed the pain inflicted upon her. After the painful treatment had been inflicted Kerry, she was untied. Ball gag, nipple clamps and speculums were removed. As Kerry stood up, piss poured out of her. "Yes, just napping, thankfully. Thank you so much for covering, Reg, I really appreciate it." Not a problem at all. Least I can do."He hands me a glass of lemonade and I sip it. “…It’s kind of funny though isn’t it?” I chuckle."Oh my god, when he was blowing raspberries on the balloon I was trying so hard not to lose it," Reginald admits.I can’t help but smile about this silliness now that the anger has passed. “You missed that when I got him into the hammock, I wouldn’t give him the balloon. Frank was never at a loss for bringing home women after a good night out. I was dating Mary, so I wasn't as prolific as Frank.I knew Frank was a good lover and that he must have had a decent size cock from the very loud sounds of his sessions, that "OMGs" from the women, etc. I have to admit, I became voyeuristic and couldn't wait to listen in as Frank went at it again with someone else. One night I ran into him in the hall on the way to the john as he was leaving his room after doing some. ‘That way the grumps won’t spoil the chance for the ones that want to change.’ ‘Exactly! Now we’re talking.’ I said with the similar pleasant mood, hoping to brighten the air in the room. ‘What else dear? Anything else that you can think of?’ I asked Treabilla again with a happy and pleasant tone, and slowly the mood lightened. ‘Well, we might separate out the ones that want to change but are reluctant to change.’ Treabilla started out and looked at each of us with slowly returning composure.