He told me my moans and whimpers only made him harder as he pushed his cock into me with one fluid motion. I did in fact scream out as his thick cock ...mpaled my dirty hole. I saw stars and nearly blacked out from the pain. I lay still on his desk as I listened to his primal grunts and the sound of our flesh colliding. The Sheriff continued to ass fuck me, and my screams melted into soft groans. He told me I had the tightest ass he had fucked in a long time. The pain was gone, and my body was. Are they slave?" asked Robert"Yes Master" Sherri said, confused."Ok, when you take them off, put them in the hamper, and the rest of it goes in the trash." Robert pointed to the trashcan."Yes Master, jeans in the hamper, rest in the trash." she said.She was really scared, her courage in the last episode had nearly cost her dearly, that was evident, she considered his commands as she undressed quickly, without covering anything lest she upset him again, and put the items where instructed. She. He couldn't with a good conscience tease Her any longer and so with knees protesting he got back to his feet, once more looking around the room his eye was drawn to a rack full of rods and canes. After some time in consideration of these, from it he lifted down a four foot length of rattan about an inch thick, perfectly straight with its base wrapped in leather cordage to form a handle and a lighter straight whip which ended in a wide leather flogger at its tip. He swung both through the air. His initial humping drove him deeper, the pointed end pushing against the back wall of her sex as she adjusted to his girth and length until he was satisfied that he was properly connected inside her. Then, he began the fucking of her life. His humping was furious in its pace, deeper, thicker and harder than she had ever experienced before. It was an assault on her insides, her labia, her senses and desires; Jan gasped, gritted her teeth, came and pushed back on his cock, driving him deeper,.