.. as I lightly ran the bristles of the brush vertically through her pussy, she began to quiver. I explained this action was not for her pleasure, and...proceeded to press the brush more firmly against her. My objective was to redden her lips thereby causing a slight swelling. She was a true blonde in that her pubic hair was not like hair at all, but fine, white, sparse, almost feathery down. Her reddened labia against her white skin & fuzz made me very excited. Her minora were naturally somewhat. She moved her hand until she was rubbing her clit. The intense sensual pleasure of being fucked so hard and fast overwhelmed her.She started to cum – not because she wanted to. Not because she was trying to. But because there was no way she could control her body’s response to being fucked so completely and thoroughly. Claire’s teenage pussy was used, taken, and controlled. She felt so degraded and humiliated. It was such a turn on! “Fuck me Duke!” she cried. “Fuck your dirty little bitch!”. I jerked each time feeling pain radiating through my body. After a few minutes of whipping she untied the rope around my legs and put on a pair of black panties that read "I am a slut" on it. She said," There that fits you a little better. Now let's put some clamps on those tits." She put them on and then she took out a pair of pink bras and said," Now these and then you are ready." She untied the top ropes and she held my arms down and put them on. I looked down and saw that they read "Fuck me. What about yesterday in particular? Ah, well.... I bathed him , as usual, with lukewarm water and oilatum, beginning with his feet, then his shoulders, armpits and neck. I shaved him where I could - his face is not badly affected - and then I realised that he was feeling very poorly. After giving him a drink, I continued to bathe him; I rolled him carefully onto his right side, and washed his bottom, dried it and powdered it, the rolled him back and began to wash his penis and scrotum - again,.