“Plus, in times of stress I think you might enjoy spanking that fat, devastating ass of hers.”“I don’t have a problem with it,” Yan said. �...I would enjoy seeing you balls deep in any of her holes with those big globes glowing red and swollen...”“Lizzy? It’ll mean no toilet duty for you while she’s with us...”“I get a vote?”“Yes, beloved concubine, you get a vote.”“She won’t be with us all the time, Sir ... and I’m secure in my place in this family.”“Okay then ... she gets a carrot to go with the. Well's over yonder."I drew up a bucket full, pulled off my shirt and washed my face, neck and arms as best I could, drying myself with my old shirt before I put it back on. When I returned to the small slave house, Becka was waiting for me."You leavin'?" she asked, hooking her hands behind my neck and wiggling her hips, rubbing me with her belly."In the morning," I said, running my hands down her back to her hard buttocks, pulling her to me."Reckon this is later, then," she said. "I ain't never. After about eleven times, I strained to push the bar up. I gave up, dropping my arms in defeat.Mistress grabbed a riding crop off a shelf, “Oh now you don’t.”With blinding speed she brought the small whip down on my breasts.I screamed in pain.“One lash for every rep you miss.”In a rush of adrenaline, I managed to lift the bar three more times. Then I could do no more.“I guess that means that you owe me five lashes. Now lay still.”I laid on the bench as she smacked me with her riding crop. The. I don’t want to forget you.” I couldn’t believe I was saying all this to him. He didn’t say anything else. Within a few strokes he pushed all the way into me, pressing hard against my ass and hurting my hips as they pressed against the edge of the counter. He started grunting and I could feel his cock swell, then spasm as he started to fill me. I could feel his scalding hot semen splashing inside me, spurt after spurt as he filled me. The sensation sent me over the edge again and I climaxed as.