Turning to Dell I said, "You bought some good raw material but you don't have any raw flat metal to make up these other parts." You can't make those o...t of the pipe?" Dell asked."You just saw what we were doing. Do you think I can hammer it down? I could try your metal brake to see if it will flatten but I doubt it. Those tubes are manufactured to not flatten or kink. As it is, we're going to have to use some intense heat to bend the bars where it's needed," I explained.Dell sighed, "Okay what. I expected something similar. But why should I respect you?"For a few seconds, Kenny's jaw pulsed in fury but he bit down on his tobacco tightly. He smiled thinly. "After I whip you, I guarantee you'll respect me," he muttered.Beth Ann shrugged. "All right. Let's get this over with. How it is done? I want it just like you do for new men. Don't treat me any differently because I'm a woman. I won't have none of your damn male sympathy!"The foreman glanced back at his men who were staring at him. But a video was a poor substitute for the real warm body, even if it was me fucking her in the video. I held my dick in my fist and pumped hard, imagining Laura’s full lips wrapped around the head of my cock. blood rushes through my veins, and it doesn’t take long before I cum, splashing hot jizz all over the bathroom tiles. I catch my breath, then rinse my body off and turn out the lights in the shower. Sighing deeply, I wear a pair of black briefs and climb into bed. I hadn’t been able. . evil.“But she never said,” the Master continued, almost laughing, “that I couldn’t prepare her skin first if I wanted to.”The slave began to weep, sobbing softly and continually repeating, “I’m sorry, Master. I’m sorry.”“You will be,” Master Santos answered as he swung downward with the flogger, striking slave bianca on the right asscheek. “You will be,” he repeated.The Master was actually swinging rather softly and he was not using his wrist to cause the whip to accelerate at the final.