The first blow on his penis caused him to cry out loud, one clamp came off and he nearly lost his equilibrium. Mireille, who had approached him, could...in a reflex catch him by the shoulders, so that he did not fall. If he had fallen, the dildo would probably have been 'escaped' from him, leaving his Master furious.The client ordered Mireille to keep standing behind Sven, and to hold him tight. Sven was crying and looked desperate, waiting for the next lashes. His vulnerable testicles were not. Since he is hard now, I reach down and put that cock ring on him. Making sure to include his cock and balls. I want to get him so excited that he is begging to cum.I see there is a feather duster in the corner of the room. I grab it and lightly stroke his nipples. Then I start moving down his stomach to the tip of his cock. Just tickling it until it starts leaking a little precum. Then I stop. I don't want him to shoot just yet, I am just beginning. I am thinking, maybe a little ice. Can I do it again? Maybe in a while we have many many weeks and years to learn all the pleasures of kinky sex so dont worry you will have plenty of those comeing.Now be a good boy and clean up grandmas poop from the floor sweety.With that her and Mom left the bathroom. I carefully scooped up her poop and dropped it into the pot and then cleaned up the tile and flushed it away.My hands still smelled like poop after I washed them but I didnt care I liked it. Mom and grandma were sitting on the. Helen asked her what she was doing.Betty had to speak over the noise of police sirens, "Did you see theexpression in his face it's like the life had been sucked out of him.Maybe we should go back. This is really a dangerous neighborhood. Ithink he has learned his lesson." Damn you Betty just drive. Tiffany is a big girl, I am sure he will beable to take care of himself. I need to get home and wash the stink offme."They arrived home in a little over an hour. Helen took her shower andBetty.