It's tanned except for the white patches where Jane's bikini shaded her from the sun. I flick back my arm and strike. The cane slashes at her fat aris... cheeks leaving a red line through her white bits. It makes a satisfying fleshy crack against her skin and pain ricochets through her body. I slash again and again. She fights against her bonds, her body arching with every blow. She's losing control and she farts as I strike her for a sixth time. I lean forward and whisper in her ear, telling. Since... She couldn’t remember.Her own fluids streamed down her legs as she shivered in anticipation. She was sure that they’d find the humiliating sight of her premature arousal stimulating ... and indeed, no further preparation preceded the first hard thrust straight into her ass. The intruder’s shaft was long and thin, and its owner possessed little skill. She braced herself against his haphazard drilling anyway, though she was somewhat surprised at the uncharacteristic display of sexual. I left the room for the last time. I returned with a fuck machine custom make for the tube. No worry of an electrical short or fire. I placed it in the tub. Slide the dildo 12" long 3"around up her filthy slut pussy.6" hung out the filthy mutt was crying like hell. "Please Sir no! Please I'll do anything pleeeaaseeee!" I pluged in the machine and hooked up the computer. "Now you fucked pathetic slut. The machine is going to fuck you hard,soft, and brutially!" I allowed that to sink in. "It will. It was one of those dresses that was above my knees in frontand below them in back and looked like a wraparound dress but wasn't.Like Donna, I wore panty hose and one inch pumps. I wore a denim jacketwith the sleeves cut off at the shoulders.We arrived at the diner at about seven thirty and were seated right awayby our favorite waiter who always found time to flirt with us, Donna andme, Donna thought he was just the cutest guy around and wished she wasold enough to be his girlfriend, he was.