He breathed heavy through his nose as they continued to pound him, mouth and ass. He couldn't have stopped if he even tried. His hands tied behind his...back and his thighs spread apart wide.He moaned, giving the others the pleasure of the vibrations. He closed his eyes and let them have their wicked way with him.A grunt told him one of them was close and he hoped to God it was the one in his mouth. He was wrong. Blake grunted again, slamming into him. Jack himself didn't feel remotely close. His. Walking over to my toy box, my cock swinging back and forth, I dig out my riding crop and look over my shoulder at my huddled slaves. I’m going to beat the shit out of both of them. They knew better than to not be kneeling by the door waiting for their Master. I walk back over and walk slowly around my kneeling huddled property, the crop slapping the palm of my left hand repeatedly. I can see them jerk at the sound of the crop slapping flesh. They know it’s coming, they long for it, they. ’ Mae appealed to her husband, ‘You have to help the poor child Reg. Her going into prostitution would bring shame on us and to others of her extended family.’ ‘Um how much does she propose charging?’ ‘Reginal Pike!’ ‘Oh sorry. Look I’m dealing with Charlie Birtwistle at the moment who has confessed to seducing his sister last week. As a newspaper editor the fool shouldn’t go around confessing a wickedness of that gravity.’ ‘Well how is that going to help?’ ‘Leave it to me. I hope to perform. I went upstairs and got undressed ready for her, Dawn come upstairs and she stripped in front of me, dancing and showing me her big tits and big arse, teasing me. i said come on come here, no i want you to tell me you want me tell me you want to fuck me, treat me like a whore. in my head i was like this is not my wife what has happened to her? just as i was about to lay her down i heard a crash outside, what was that? she said it sounded like a glass door/window, should i go and look, no she.