Caning and whipping pretty girls bottoms was the fashion these days and some brothels dedicated this as the preferred completion of a gentleman’s pl...asure.Each private fucking chamber had a selection of canes for this very purpose and Madame Christina had a fine selection of the finest rattan caning rods in her own chamber which she didn’t hesitate to use feely on her girl’s pretty arses.Now it was her turn to feel the kiss of the rod once again. Madame had been caned regularly as a younger. I figured the most defined area was the bedroom so why not start there. I thought it would be the place where the most packing was needed too so why not do that first.We all agreed the bedroom should be the place to start and trundled back down to the van to bring up packing materials. The regular sized boxes were tied in packs of ten and the three hanging cartons were tied together too.Thinking back to when we picked up the van, I guessed that's why the clerk had given me the bundle of three. Terri got in, and once again I drove off. This time we made it back to her place. After I parked Terri’s car in her garage, I popped the trunk and grabbed my clothes. Just as I was about to get dressed, Terri hugged me and gave me another hot fuck-me kiss. As we kissed she grabbed my cock so I reached down and fingered her clit. After a minute or so Terri broke off our kiss, and then she said, “Alex, lets take a quick shower and get drunk.” “Okay,” I said, and then I followed her into her house. So clive came and knelt between my legs, lifted them in the air and rested them on his shoulders, he used a lot of my precum to grease me up and then he slowly eased his cock up my arsehole, it was quite tight and painful at first but then it got a lot better, as he began to pump in and out and boy it felt good, my dick was rock hard. "Oh Clive fuck me please" i moaned " i want you sooo bad". He really went for it now, fucking me hard and fast, holding onto my ankles as my legs rested on his.