He began thrusting his cock between her wet soapy asscheeks a bit harder. She always liked that. She triedto use the pulsing spray to trace a line alo...g herlabia and over her clit, trying to concentrate near,but not always on the hardening nub. She was squirming against him and he was sliding evenmore intently against her. She desperately tried tokeep the pounding spray just on the spot, right there,keep it right there… she came, almost losing herfooting and pushing him back against the. He brushes his hand from my belly down to my penis. I feel a wave of excitement come over me as his hand brushes by.He grabs onto my penis in a very clinical way, with his thumb and pointer finger and gives my penis a little shake."You see this, Josh. This is why you're here. And this is why you'll stay here." He says in a very matter of fact tone.Then he turns at his waist to retrieve something out of his pocket. A half melted ice pack.He forcefully places the ice pack on my penis and balls.. We then took time to admire Stacy’s handiwork, Zack’s bottom was scarlet and a number of angry welts were developing, I traced these with my fingers causing them to rise further. We offered Zack a gag and a pot to piss in; he refused the gag but made use of the pot.It was then my turn, I took a different approach from Stacy; each of my cuts were delivered slowly but forcibly. It waited and let Zack savour the pain coursing through his body before delivering the next cut. It was only on the. “Oh no?” Agnes’ tone elevated scepticism to an art form. “Then what, pray tell, is it?”“Well, to begin with it was as you might assume, but after a while… Agnes this girl is different. She’s helped me see that you were right all along, and I promise you she’ll be the last one. I would have released her already, but she is so clever, and her education has been sorely neglected. I have been teaching her. I have taught her to read and I thought we might progress to the classics next.”“And you had.