“I give some girls a different foot massage altogether” Marcus said suggestively. “What do you mean?” asked Daisy genuinely intrigued. “Well...... the kind of foot massage I have just given you I would give to anyone ... my mum for example. But I have another technique which I used to get girls turned on...” explained Marcus. He let his statement linger for a few seconds before adding “wanna try it?” Marcus looked Daisy straight in the eye as he said it. Daisy bit her lip and nodded adding a. Their suffering would only be worse if they resisted. When both began babbling out opposite accounts of how they came to be where they were found, he went straight for the whips, commencing with a solid lashing of the tits and pussies using a heavy flogger. They writhed and squirmed under the strokes, pleading for mercy, but he didn`t stop until both were nicely warmed up with broad swathes of crimson stripes down the fronts of their bodies. Now it was time to switch to a short bullwhip,. "Do you remember anything before this moment?"Her brow wrinkled in thought, then," I remember being happy, warm,contented. I was in a big place with lots of places to explore. There wassomething there that took care of me and would rub me, that always feltgood and I knew I was loved." Do you know where that place is?", I asked.She started to say something and then hesitated. She closed her eyes,then she took a deep breath and held it for a moment. Opening her eyes asshe let it out, she looked. That was enough for him. It was probably even enough for me-for a while. Then it ceased to be enough." She looked at Warren. "We haven't spent much time together the past couple of years. I mean, first I was here and you were there, then when we were closer you had the pregnancy and the Olympics, and then you're here and I'm there. But I have changed a lot in the past few years." I need love, Warren. I need to be cherished. Jason and I are too much alike. I need someone sweet and gentle to.