I waited patiently, the cold just barely started to get to me with a cold nose and fingers. Within moments she had come downstairs and outside with me... wearing tight little sweatpants and a sweatshirt. Ginger came right up to me on the front porch of the group home and we put our arms around each other and kissed, long and slow. Her face was warm, and the sleep was still in her eyes as we made our way to the bench seat at the end of the porch. I sat and she sat on top, while straddling me as. I begged her not to press the button, or to turn the power down to a lower level. Madame Celeste was never going to show me mercy, however, and just wanted me to beg before she released the full power of the teletak. This time, the kiss of the teletak knocked me down. I fell on the floor, at her feet, in the fetal position. I was kicked around by her boots and abused further.Whippings followed, and I was beaten almost to the point of no consciousness. Clamps and other nasty devices added to my. "Oh fuck yes!" she groaned Then for a minute or more she just sat on my lap grinding herself into me, as she caught her breath, before she slipped off my cock, and lay on the sofa beside me.I moved quickly between her waiting open legs, pushed up her skirt up and then pulled down her blue panties and tossed them on the coffee table for later, i then stared at her bald pussy in all it's glory for a moment, before i crawled up onto her and aimed my cock at her open waiting hole again.I pushed my. Normally irrepressible, she too was shaking visibly and in the gathering dusk the whites of her fear-widened eyes stood out starkly against the background of her black face. She would have been as pale as Fran, I suspected, had her skin pigmentation permitted it. ‘It was terrifying. And when she overtook that bus on that winding country lane –‘ Gabby clearly felt this was not her fault. ‘These roads are too narrow,’ she said. ‘They should make them wider.’ Fran turned on Gabby. ‘And another.