In the finish he soaped up the black rubber cock and forced that up her arse instead; at every opportunity Tom made her aware that he thought she was ... slag and a slut who was only fit to carry out his commands.Now Sandra's depravation and all round degradation was such that she would have agreed to cutting her own throat to end all this, so when Tom ordered her to fuck her own arse with the rubber cock she did so without hesitation, although a little gingerly as having had the rubber object. That knowing smile had appeared on her face, and it dawned on me what she had in mind. “Okay,” I began, trying to keep a straight face and talking calmly, “let’s summarise what we have here. You have just asked me to take off all of my clothes, which I have done for you. Then, all the while keeping your clothes on, you have proceeded to present me with a collection of clothes almost identical to the ones you are wearing right now. And now you have that fucking smirk that drives me wild on your. SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, feeling his hand come down on my bottom, pain shooting through my spine. Tears stream down my face.Sobbing and shaking my head against the pain, the fire in my ass, I jump as I feel his hand once more. This time it rubs very gently over my inflamed flesh. ?Now, my lady, will you do as I ask?? He inquires. Quickly I shake my head yes and he releases me. As I stand up on shaky legs he looks at me and smiles. He stands and steps back a few feet. ?You look lovely with tears. Soon she was trying to walk crossed legged so I hurried her to find them. At the toilets she dashed away in the direction of the ladies. as I caught up with her I heard a little whimper and followed it to find Carol holding her crotch in front of a locked door with "Out of order" written on a notice pined to it. She looked so sexy standing there in her little pink shorts with a damp patch visibly appearing. I grabbed her by the hand and pulled her around the small building and dragged her into.