" The cock came through the hole again, and I began twirling my tongue around its head. The cock pulled away. "Your other hole, your other hole," a vo...ce said from the booth. I unzipped and unbuckled my pants and slid them to my ankles. I shimmied to the wall and bent down so my ass was centered on the hole. I spread my ass cheeks with my hands and thrust my ass to the hole. I felt a wet finger massage my puckering asshole, then slip in to the knuckle, slowly wriggling. The finger pushed way. Hold your position.” SWAT. “Twenty-nine. Thank you, Mr. Jones.” “This will be the last one. Stay in position until I tell you that you can stand up.” SWAT. “Thirty. Thank you, Mr. Jones.” Now her ass was a bright red. The paddle must of really stung her because she was shifting and moving about. I went into the bathroom and came out with some lotion to put on her red burning ass. As I put on the lotion, she said, “Ohh! That really feels wonderful.” I continued to caress and rub. “I’m ready,” Frederick declared.“Are you certain?” Joseph asked. “I want no dispute over the outcome of this match.”“I’m certain,” Frederick answered. He was lying.The attack came with such speed and ferocity that all he could do was backpedal. He had barely moved a step when his legs were yanked from beneath him and he landed hard on his back in the dirt.The laughter and catcalls that arose from around him caused him to leap to his feet and take a wild swing where he’d last seen the girl. She. “As the leather ornament in your wife’s neck in those pictures indicates, your wife was in a ……. subservient relation with Mr. Tariq.” “I’m sorry, what?” I asked, confused. “Well…. they weren’t so much boyfriend and girlfriend as….. master and slave.” she said shaking her head. “The kind of sexual perversions on comes to know of in this business, Mr. Arun, are just…. unimaginable.” “What do you mean, master and slave?” I asked. “Well, I believe the lifestyle it called…..BDSM? Where a person,.