I lapped furiously at Paula's pussy as she squirmed and moaned and ground herself on my face. Her juices flowing freely now as she approached orgasm.B...uce was now pounding my ass with his hips slapping on my buttocks. He reached down and began pulling at my cock and stroking in a rhythm with his pounding of my ass.That was it! My cock began spewing. I could feel my orgasms springing from so deep inside of my rectum. I felt as if I could cum forever. I'd never before experienced such an intense. I hadn't wanted to read the words and I'd refused. So they'd beaten me from the waist down with truncheons of rubber hose filled with sand. I hadn't been able to walk or even stand, but I'd been able to read what they told me to as I sat on a chair. My face had not been marked then, not once, nor had my arms or shoulders. Any part of me that would be seen by my friends and family was clean and soft and unbruised. It shamed me.The second time I'd been more ready and I protested silently, staring. Each match of the night had some sort of theme. The first matches of the evening were always "Southern Belle" fights. For a Southern Belle fight, two female slaves were dressed asplantation belles at a coming out party. The costumes were exact down to the frilly pantaloonsheld in place with drawstrings at the waist. At the beginning of the match, the two opponents would be lifted into the ring sitting on woodenswings suspended with long ropes. They would emerge out of the darkness to. I feel like I am quivering from head to toe. I am now naked, as he has me move laying my head on the pillow, he stands and gets undressed, and he lubes his already hard cock. i could feel his hard dick through his pants, but i had no idea how big and what was about to hit me. He gets onto the bed and he pushes apart my legs and gets in position. As he grabs my two legs he pushes them over his shoulders and leans up above me, he shoves his tongue back in my mouth, probing my mouth, i can feel.