I was continuously rubbing her pussy and kissing her shoulder neck and then put my one leg between her thighs and she started pressing it hard and my ...ick was poking her ass and I was enjoying the complete sexual pleasure with her under the bed sheet. We were in some other world where we have forgot that we were in train and may someone would notice us. Then the climax time came where she was completely drained and asked me to stop and we slept for 15 mins in that same position where my right. Dragging me by my hair, Master took me into the courtyard to a granite hitching post. A sudden release of my hair and a push from Master had my bare knees hitting the cobblestones and I cried out. ‘Oh you’ll do more than that before I’m done with you, you little whore. Grab the ring. NOW!’ I’d never heard Master quite this upset before. His voice was hard and cold. Almost vicious. He took his belt off and secured my wrists to the hitching post. Behind me I could hear Tristan lugging something. We have to start over again. SMACK! The pain was so horrible I started to cry. But I did not err again. By the last blow, the pain was unbearable. Yet, my clit was throbbing soviolently that I swear I would have cum with another blow or two. How sickis that. "Now now, my little slut, Momma will make it alright," she said as she startedlicking my pussy again. The pain, cemented with the pleasure, was almost morethan I could take. I wiggled and squirmed as much as I could from the. Slide my panties down." As she said that, she rose up on all fours so that I could take them off. As I slid them down, I looked down between us at her pussy, and couldn't believe what I saw!"Frances, you shaved your pussy! It looks..." I was at a loss for words. I reached between us and slowly, gently, slid a finger between the lips of her pussy. The smoothness and wetness was so incredible I couldn't get enough. I curled my finger and pushed it deep into Frances's pussy, as far as I could.