Why was Mark so bent on humiliating me? I thought."Why I would spank them of course," Tom said, matter-of-factly."Well then go on and teach this littl... slut a lesson!" Mark told him. I looked back at Mark stunned. I could feel my face drain as the realization of what was about to happen sank in. Mark was going to let this strange man–this dirty old man–spank me!I nearly started crying. I love sex and I love being dominated and humiliated but this was too much! I was so embarrassed beyond. Lying next to her, I explored Sylvie's body with my eyes and hands. I decided to leave her panties on a little longer, hoping that she would remove them herself, kind of offering me her pussy as a sign that she really wanted this.Her small, firm breasts were really beautiful, the hardened nipples sensitive to the lightest touch. They would be a feast for my mouth in a little while, but I was in no hurry. I passed my hands over her abdomen, her hips, her bottom and her slender legs. She didn't. I’ve tried my best to reply to all. I’m sorry if you haven’t heard from me yet, but keep them coming.Since my stories are more in a continuation type, I suggest you read the before you go on to this one.Now coming to what happened in my hardcore gangbang. It was almost evening. We four were sitting on the floor in the balcony and having a smoke, talking about random stuff. I had started to feel a bit tired. Half an hour later, I heard someone knocking at our door. Ashqar put on his pants and. I'd been imagining variations of a hose running from my center, the presumed source of my ki [[wrong]], to the point I wanted my ki to start radiating from. I'd been using the middle of my left shoulder blade as the ki's starting point, with it emerging out the middle of my chest. I tried having the hose running out of my body in an exterior loop until it pointed at my shoulder blade, like a large "C". Or running purely within my body, other than the minimum protrusion it needed to be able to.