MEGAN'S CUNT IS TORTURED.It was now time for the bitch to be tortured, so I untied her ankles pulled the bottle out of her cunt and then put a noose a...ound her neck. The rapist then pulled a very weak, terrified and shaking Megan downstairs to the basement. I untied her hands and then told her to get onto the table with the padded mattress on it and lie on her back. The bitch did as she was told and lay there and did not move while I attached the leather cuffs to her wrists and ankles, each was. First, she had to count the strokes out loud. If she did not yell out the stroke number, it did not count. Then, she had to ask for another. But, she did not feel Beth's tongue on her sex. What was she doing?"One. Thank you Mistress. May I have another?" Debbie yelled.CRACK!"Two. Thank you Mistress. May I have another?" Where is Beth's tongue?CRACK! This blow went between her legs and actually caught Beth on her tits."Three. Thank you Mistress. May I have another?" Get busy, cuntlicker." Sara. .keep you face in the floor...' I could smell the pungent aroma of reefer whiff through the room as Gilbert inhaled and exhaled his smoke. Calvin took his time pushing his thick rod deep into my well lubricated anus, the loads of male semen from Gilbert and Alvin was acting as lubricant, and drawing it back out till only the head was lodged in my neither region. I didn't think I could endue the pain and agony as Calvin slowly punished my bung for the smoke Gilbert was enjoying. After ten or so. With her tongue in my mouth I felt my wifes sopping wet pussy. She had just spent the last couple hours with Joe and only moaned as my fingers parted her thick swollen lips and into her wet cum box. Had she let Joe fuck her sweet ass too? Placing her on all fours I spread my babys firm ass to reveal her glistening soft hole. I immediately dove between her cheeks noting how my tongue slid into her normally resistant ass with ease. Joe had just pounded his hot load into my wifes ass and I didn’t.