Do I have to have your clit surgically removed to get you to stop thinking about your pleasure when you should just accept that you a toy of a man’s...pleasure? Is that what you want, bitch?’ I shook my head ‘no’ and said, ‘No Master, please teach me how please a Man. Please beat me for being willful and thinking of my own pleasure.’ ‘Oh, I will beat you, oh, my will I ever.’ ‘And what about this <,<,i am so contented to have you fuck my face that i have forgotten about the caning — better. She stroked the smooth finish, walking between the frames that held her captives.Whack! The whip hit Tiffany’s butt, focusing all of its force on a small area and forcing out an anguished scream. Angela was merciless towards Mercedes, hitting higher and wrapping around to perfectly hit her erect nipple with the end of the whip. Mercedes shrieked out, her head jerking and swinging her remaining braid as she once again experienced her most painful experience of the night.After four more lashes to. So I hand him one of his tools and he nods in appreciation. I really hope he’s noticed my position as my desire for him to do something about it is quickly growing. I grab another of his tools and hold it to the inside of my thigh, feeling the cool metal giving me small, gentle thrills. I don’t know what’s going through her head but she’s looking at her monitor and holding a screwdriver to her inner thigh. I’m not being too presumptuous to think she’s asking for it, am I? I know it’s stupid and. Ihad to close my eyes as the blood rushed back from my head to my toes andsubconsciously brushed away a strand of hair that had been tickling myneck.Wait a minute. Long hair? Fear crept up from my stomach again as I stolea quick glance down. I didn't like what I saw. I quickly shot up from thefloor but almost fell over as I lost my balance. The sudden jump sent mychest bouncing in directions that I didn't want to think about."No..." I choked out.My vision was obscured by locks of silky dark.