I tried not to cry but despite biting hard on the leather I couldn’t hold back a whimper. No reaction from Christina.She walked around the bed and d...livered the third strike and I gasped and felt a tear in my eye. The seventeen remaining strokes were delivered in the same clinical manner, each delayed by her slow movement around the bed; the waiting between the fire of the strikes as painful as the strikes themselves. My thighs were on fire, the pain all-consuming. I felt myself drifting. Jane held her body stiff for a long time then simply collapsed beside me, one leg under her the other over my waist, she simply couldn't move any further and I gathered her into my arms and held her as she came down from her high. She opened her eyes and looked at me and smiled, slid her leg off me and trailed her hand down to my cock."I have been thinking about you sucking me for so long and in so many different ways I got carried away but, do you know what? that was better by far than. Lynn still was a little nervous about having my young black roommate in the room but she forgot about him as my tongue would bring her to a climax eliciting a loud moaning that I'm sure helped Derek to bring himself off.I had thought about ordering Lynn to suck Derek's cock while I watched. I wasn't completely sure that she would do that but the odds were that she would suck his black prick if I asked her to.I hesitated because I wasn't sure that I wanted to share her with anyone. At least not. I finished her flogging thoroughly distracted by her beautiful brown hole. I guess those lashings weren’t as hard afterwards, but I can’t say for sure. She didn’t scream again, and she was limp as though dead when I pulled out my cock and grabbed her legs. “Please don’t hurt me,” she whimpered as I put the head of my cock against her asshole. I didn’t want her damaged beyond repair; I had made that mistake in the past, so I gave the ring of her asshole a generous amount of lube. “Pain can be.