My hips wentbackward and my shoulders pulled back as I seemed tobe automatically adjusting.All of a sudden, I felt light headed and I could tellI was ...onna black out, but as I began to fall I feltEric's arms catching me and easing me to the floor.Eric told me later that I did pass out for a fewseconds, but he had expected that and that's why hewas right there to catch me.When I came to I was still on the floor with Ericlooking down at me, a concerned look on his face."Are you okay, Holly?" He. Scott was lying on his stomach while Janie explored his various scars. She traced each one with a fingertip, her touch featherlike. The faded scar under his arm, where the kitchen knife had nearly killed him, fascinated her the most.Janie began to massage his back muscles, but stopped. "There's a mark here between your shoulder blades," she said."Hmmm." What's it from?" No idea," he lied. The thing he could never explain threw a shadow over his happiness. How could anyone understand being shot. She bent down and used her hands to hold her ass cheeks apart for my viewing. What a perfect little fucking slut she was, doing all she could do to please me. I saw her asshole and pulled my cock from her pussy and slid it up and down between her pussy and asshole measuring her response. As my cock touched and pushed sightly at her asshole she didn't pull away, but pushed back and said please Daddy, please put it in my virgin ass. Before she could finish I had all ready pushed the head of my. Recoiling, Madame Wanda spat in his face and uttered, “Scum.”The saliva dripped from his eyebrows“You’d love to lick that up wouldn’t you, sewer cunt.”Madame Wanda picked up the bullwhip and retreated a few steps.“You’re such a piece of shit; I cannot, even though I should, refer to you as my slave.”She cracked the whip expertly; it had a relatively short thong measuring four feet, and the shock of the sonic boom made the Captive stiffen. The thong just missed his balls.“The bullwhip originated.