I massaged, sucked, pinched, and nipped those tits with great enthusiasm. Carol instructed me as to how she wanted her tits handled, "Work my tits ha...d, Baby. I like it when they're played with real rough. Just don't leave any marks." I didn't leave any marks, but my enthusiastic attack of Carol's tits continued for quite some time. The rougher I treated her tits, the more Carol moaned her approval. It became a challenge for me to see if I could get her to admit that her tits were hurting.. I felt it and yet I still knew I wanted to be punished and obey. She let me up and told me to kneel facing the wall. I did as I was told and felt her swing the whip a few more times to my back side. My arms hung loosely at my sides and my head was down as I took all she wanted to give to me. I had failed to please her and wanted to be punished and learn from this.“Get up slave.”I got up but kept my head down. I needed to learn what pleased her.“Bend over the bed with your ass presented to. "I'm going to get a picture of this" one the guys said, and before Sonja could respond, there was the flash of a camera.My well fucked wife stood there on display for everyone to see, her legs, ass and pussy aching. She had been spanked, dick-slapped, pussy-strapped, ass-fucked, deflowered, facialized and photographed. Her body had endured more abuse, humiliation -- and pleasure -- than it had ever known before.I picked up her crumpled cloths from the ground and threw them at her. "Get dressed.. "I wish we could keep them. They're so perfect. We'd probably get arrested, though."Rachel bit her lower lip, an idea having apparently come to her. She held up the lamp that she'd been looking at, rubbed it, and said, "I wish that I had a girly-lust detector that could tell me who thinks I'm hot, so I wouldn't have to waste time guessing who's into me." Hmm," the blonde murmured as she decided to join in the game. She rubbed her lamp and began, "I wish I could find a hot guy with a ripped.