Each stroke felt hot and cold at the same time, making her shiver. The Mistress used the leather flap on the crop to pat her already dripping pussy, m...king her clit throb. She squatted lower, spreading her legs wider.“Such an eager little slut. You love cock, don’t you, Bitch? Any cock?”Each comment accompanied the rapport of the crop.The chair was suddenly pulled away leaving the Captive face down on the floor. Her arms were quickly bound behind her back and other ropes secured, even in her. As I turned down Adams Street I saw in the distance a sign that said"Buck's Barber Shop." I raced my bike into the parking lot and dumped it bythe front door. After hopping off I immediately tried the front door. Myheart sunk into my chest, the door was locked. I looked around into thewindows and saw a shadow moving inside, so I decided to knock on thedoor. In a short time I saw Uncle Buck's face peak through a window d****.I heard the door slowly open and then all of a sudden a shout rang. ..and a sort of ballsy honesty takes over. After a little while, my new neighbor caught my eye and asked: "I have a little slut at home who enjoys being whipped before company. Would you like to join us tomorrow afternoon?" His home was charming and warm...and a pretty girl was kneeling in the corner, her bottom and eyes both reddened with evidence of a recent spanking. "She loves it really, the humiliation I mean...don't you?" The girl dropped her head, dark hair obscuring her face, and. As Joehad never experienced puberty, he had only been just beginning to havesome interest in girls, and that had been primarily shown through acts ofdominance. So it was with a little confusion that he found himselfimagining the doctor touching him again as he reached inside his diaperthe best he could with its tight straps and began to feel the small nubof his penis that remained. Laying on his side and clutching his dolltight with his free arm, Joe shuddered slightly as the odd feelings.