He then started to carefully bandage my whipped penis. I withered in pain each time he touched it, but it felt surprisingly good. I remained in that p...sition for several more hours after he was finished. He told me he was tending to some business; he occasionally checked up on me to see if I was okay or if I needed anything. I laid there thinking about what had happened to me in the previous 24 hours, and how I felt very satisfied. I wanted to be used and abused in such a way for so long. I. “Lieutenant Blackmore reporting for duty, Colonel,” and gave me a huge grin. I stood up and warmly shook his hand.“Welcome to the madhouse, Otto,” I said.“Surely it cannot be that bad, Colonel, and my heartiest...” he stopped in mid-sentence. “Colonel, I am distressed your promotion to colonel has made me forgetful of your great loss, and I wish to... “I held up my hand. “Thank you Otto. We need not mention the matter again.”I had no idea of the strengths and weaknesses of Otto Blackmore.. Wendy rises up on her knees and I slid my body down just far enough so my cock is now pointing at the entrance to her pussy.Once again with her eyes locked on mine Wendy's small hand gently grasps it and directs it toward the entrance her hot and wet slit and she gently lowers herself onto my shaft. We both issue moans and I slowly push my way into her wet tunnel until our crotches mesh against each other. She then leans forward again and kisses me."Do you like my pantyhose and thong? I got. Even though that had changed after they approached their Master. Both craved pain and humiliation from the beginning. But the first night they both knelt in front of Master, he decided that sara should be the one living her life in pain and sina the one whose life would circle around humiliation. It might just as well have been the other way around. Yet Master enjoyed the looks sara gave her sister when sina had to crawl on her belly like a worm being wrapped in tape like a mummy. sina’s look.