The hand that had been caressing her face suddenly pulled back and slapped her with a stinging crack. "You fucking cunt!" he shouted at her causing he... to flinch back in fear and bewilderment. "You don't ask for that bitch! You take what I give you, you accept your place and you thank me for it. You're my slave, my whore, my fucktoy and anything I do to you is exactly what you deserve. Do you understand?"The only reply Catherine was able to give was more anguished sobbing but James was not. "Please Master ..... she was also crying from the cloths pins...." She dropped the riding crop so I slapped her, on film. I reached down to get it filming her face as I messed with the cloths pins making her scream and as I brought of the riding crop I hit the pins then slapped her tits hard 3 times for dropping the riding crop. I then asked her to tell me what a slut she was, state her name, who her parents were, where she went to church, and so forth...crying, Jaimie did so. I then removed. The machine forced her into place perfectly, her torso flat against the cold steel. As soon as she was in place, she felt the machine draw a vacuum around her breasts, creating a bizarre pressure as her flesh was pulled from all directions. At the same time, she felt her legs being parted and something made contact with her pussy. It moved up and down briefly and then settled right on top of her clit and began to buzz. She closed her eyes and began to moan. The suction on her breasts and her. “Next time I will let you take it straight from the source.”I couldn’t believe what she was saying, and what I was doing. I mean I’m not gay, right.“You like that idea. “I can tell, because your getting close.” She said. “Pick up the glass.”I was hoping I wouldn’t get off, because in some way it would mean I didn’t like his cum in my mouth. She was right though, it was going to happen and it was happening so quickly. I picked up the glass and with everyone watching I shot a stream into the.