She struggled on her tiptoes to balance herself awaiting her punishment. He picked up the single tail whip and started on her back. He lashed her hard... hard and fast. Too drunk to do a proper job, too enraged to care, he lashed at her back until her grunts turned into screams of pain. When his arm tired, he stopped, drank some ice water and resumed whipping her, this time on her front.Hearing the screams coming from the dungeon, the sheik came in and observed the whipping from the entry door.. Jennette soon followed and then, giggling, pushed Summer down on her back, crawled between her spread thighs, and started teasing her with her mouth and tongue.“Fuck,” I mumbled, watching as my niece began to writhe on the bed, close enough for me to touch her. Unable to stop myself, I groped her tit, teasing her nibble with my thumb… I felt her tremble against my fingers, her back arching, lips parted, her eyes rolling back a little. I could sense that she was about to climax, so I helped her. "That's my boy," he said as he pulled his cock out of my mouth and turned back into the pelting spray of his shower. "Now get yourself cleaned up good and then I'll teach you how to wash me. Make sure you do a good job and use plenty of shampoo, you've got a lot of piss in your hair." I got up off my knees and grabbed the bottle of shampoo from one of the shelves built into the wall. I put a generous amount on my hand and thoroughly washed my hair. I grabbed a big bar of soap and washed myself. Sissy is a sexy of my imagination and lands in Manhattan at the age of twenty-six. She’s a computer graphics artist who had been working and living on the Isle of Dogs in the Canary Wharf District.’ Falling into a faint English accent, Mr Ford said, ‘I remember that area well, before all the huge redevelopment Hugo. Please call me Fred and yes it’s okay to record what we say to you. We are a respectable family so are unlikely to say anything that can be used to embarrass us.’ ‘Is it necessary.