The seclusion has saved me a few times. Like when he clipped on a studded collar and made me kneel in his office chair as he lashed my bare behind wit... the very belt currently in my mouth. Each crack on increasingly pinker flesh was followed by a howl, then a beg for more after the heat dissipated.As my head dips once more to manage the sting, the thick carpet on which I kneel deadens my laboured breathing. The swirling floral pattern of reds, blacks, blues and creams has disguised a multitude. She looked up at the man working on her shoulders, glanced down at his enormous erection, and licked her lips. She raised her eyebrows at him and he smiled, nodded, and released a sigh of satisfaction when Amelia closed her eager lips over his thick, black cock.It was longer and fatter than any cock she'd had and Bernard saw the hungry lust in her eyes as she slurped and sucked with obvious delight. The other masseur worked on her inner thighs, each upward stroke almost brushing her labia. She. That's why she was running toward the anthropology and cultural sciences building. Today was the day that she would finally be able to touch the idol.Almost ten years ago, Doctor Graham Chapel brought a beautiful golden statue back from the Amazon that was ornately detailed, including writing characters that were unheard of before in any ancient or modern language. To further complicate things, it seemed to be made from an unknown metal which meant that it had to be put through all sorts of. I did spill some crumbs in my sheets, and for some reason I decided that was Mariah’s fault.I took her out in the back yard. ?You are an insolent little minx, and a degenerate slob, Mariah.? Mariah looked at the ground. ?Go to that rose bush and cut me a long branch, and don’t cut the thorns off.? Then I ordered her to pull up her miniskirt and take down her panties. ?Bend across the picnic table, that’s a good girl.?It was glorious watching the thorns rip through Mariah’s tender and soft.