. and some other stuff. You sure it's yours? That axe is kinda heavy."I saw my tin wine cup through the haze in the Tavern and picked it up. Holding i... between thumb and forefinger I bent it flat, watching a few forgotten drops of wine fall to the Tavern floor."Okay... it's yours all right. But I am adding five coins for the cup!" He picked up the cup and briefly tried to straighten it, with no luck. He tossed the cup behind the counter and went into the backroom.Returning with an old crate, he. Frankie pussy was wetter than ever at the thought of what was going to happen to her, Cathy and Chris not speaking at all just working methodically at securing her, as she felt her trousers fall to her ankles, before she could think she felt an almighty pain shoot through her as the leather tassels hit her arse cheeks, her pussy twitched involuntarily as the whip kept hitting her, the pain now was excruciating but her pussy was getting wetter and wetter by the minute, with each whack of the. The Whipmaster now had a microphone in his hands. “Tell us your first name, and a little about yourself.” he said pleasantly.“Julianna,” the woman replied. She was trebling with excitement. The way she was bouncing up and down, and the style of dress she was wearing, she almost looked like a cheerleader on the sidelines of a big game somewhere. “I moved here about a year ago. I’m one of the waitresses at Club Risque on Route 12 just outside of town.” The Whipmaster smiled broadly. He. Moments later I knew where we were going after work, so I had Dawn plan to pick me up, and we could get my car after our night out.When she showed up, I was planning on just leaving in my scrubs, but she was all dressed up, so I gather up my bag to go change. It was then that Dr. M walked up and asked if I need any help. Did I ever, and walked into his office to change instead of the washroom I had been going for.Stripped down to my red bra and panties, my nipples hard because of the cold floor.