Recoiling, Madame Wanda spat in his face and uttered, “Scum.”The saliva dripped from his eyebrows“You’d love to lick that up wouldn’t you, s...wer cunt.”Madame Wanda picked up the bullwhip and retreated a few steps.“You’re such a piece of shit; I cannot, even though I should, refer to you as my slave.”She cracked the whip expertly; it had a relatively short thong measuring four feet, and the shock of the sonic boom made the Captive stiffen. The thong just missed his balls.“The bullwhip originated. They clearly detected how they were eyeballed in the softly lit dining hall. If ever this audience would know they had their pussies and asses recently filled with his cum that would create the ruckus of the century. The boyfriend of their usual waitress, the young man behind the cocktail bar, had turned his fear that his girlfriend would make a pass on Todd into seething jealousy. He couldn’t tolerate that Todd attracted women like bees around a honeypot. Just look at these three young women. Beth wanted to climb a tree after they had been out awhile as she felt that they might see more of a layout of the surrounding area by her doing so. Not seeing any reason to discount her request, and feeling that more information was always useful, he sat at the base of the tree as she climbed taking all her equipment with her, until her shrill bird cry caught his attention.Scrambling up the tree, he barely made it before a patrol started to emerge from the surrounding trees, obviously looking. He was the one that was stealing her breath and roughly twisting her breast so hard that it made her gasp!!! He chuckled and she felt his pleasure in her response. This was not what she had planned. She had thought she might masturbate him, stroke his manhood… possibly allow him to lick her starving pussy. She had never dared dream.“You walk around here in front of my friends like a whore, showing your body to all of them! They all call you ‘The Hot Mom’ and they all want to fuck you! In fact,.