"Now your punishment will begin", she said, "you will receive thirty whiplashes, you will thank me for each one, is that understood?" "Yes mistress",...he answered. "If you do not hold through your punishment we will be over, understood?" "Yes mistress", he cried- the thought of her leaving was unbearable. She took the whip and lashed his ass- "one", she said loudly. "Thank you mistress", he answered. The second lash was stronger and more painful but he could stand it- "thank you mistress".. “Now do we know how to listen to your master?” she asked. “Ye, Ye, Yes master”, was all I could get out.During the events of yesterday when she would squeeze or hit my balls; it felt a little painful, but good. Now this was brutally painful, I felt like my balls fell off or that they were gushing blood. I peaked down to see without her noticing for the fear of being hit again. They were still there and no blood, I turned round and waited for master to tell me what to do. When I turned she was. "And London."The tall blonde moved beside Damian, kissed his cheek, then caressed his jaw."Damian loves water." I blew him a kiss."We all know it's dry in the desert." I winked."London is famous for?" Being wet!" The audience roared with laughter.I waited for it to die down."Welcome to 'Breathless'". I hope you lose your inhibitions and fulfill your desires tonight."I smiled at Kane as he pressed the remote.The black drapes dropped. Chains slowly lowered bound men and women with floggers. To her horror I pushed my finger in and began to feel her mother just as I had done to her. "Don't, Jack!" cried poor Lady Betty, agitating herself spasmodically on Molly as my curious finger explored her sensitive interior, reveling in her luscious flesh which throbbed in the most excited fashion. But after Molly's exquisite interior, her mother's seemed almost coarse, and very soon I drew my finger out of her and said softly to Alice, "Get a couple of feathers, dear, and we'll tickle them.