Eight, nine, ten...The tears start to flow, and I am again pulling at the ropes. Thinking that maybe this time they might just give, and come loose. B...t they don't, of course.More sharp breathes into my nose, I am having a hard time controlling my breathing. I am holding my breath. You pause, and give me time to breathe, to catch my breath. Telling me it is okay, that we are almost done.Eighteen, nineteen, twenty...I arch my body, tipping my head back, swinging it from side to side, wincing in. After the second and another loud scream, Jon decided that he has better gag Vicky and he put the ball gag on her. She struggled a bit as he put it on but it didn’t stop him. After the third I could see tears running down the side of her face and the red wheals on her ass. Jon moved so that he could get her from a different angle. I recognised the position; he was going to see that the end of the cane caught her pussy and maybe her clit. The fingers of my right hand were working hard and it. She almost fell into my arms as I picked her up and dumped her on the bed. “I don’t care if you come or not Slut, but you will fuck with just one aim, and that is to make this cock feel good,” I entered her, and moved my hands to her throat. “Fuck like your life depends on it Cunt, because it does.” She believed me. She knew if I didn’t enjoy fucking her, she was dead. It was that simple. She was fucking for her life. First she sped things up, trying to get me off. Then she realized her error. We kissed for a minute. "That's better" she laughed. I laid down and pulled her on to me. I grabbed her ass and started massaging the cheeks as we kissed. She started dry humping me and she started moaning. I pulled off her shirt and started sucking on her tits. She reached down and started massaging her pussy as I sucked. I sat up still sucking on her tits. She stood up and took her leggings off revealing her dripping wet pussy. I looked up at her and she said "it's yours" I stood up and.