I was on my hands and knees with a back arch that would make a bridge jealous. He slapped my ass and said ‘oh yeah’.he spit on my hole the liquid ...elt nice against my loosend hole.he entered me again. This time he was rough smacking my ass more times than I could count I knew it was red. He grabbed my hair and fucked me. I was his and he would fuck me any way he liked. My body moved to his will. I was his plaything nothing but a toy with a pulse to him. Oh god I craved him his hands were. ’ ‘No rules?’ Jennifer asked with fear in her voice. ‘Is that how you convince those people to humiliate themselves, by telling them there are no rules?’ ‘Jennifer, the second part is just as important, except those we make for ourselves. If we make a rule, it won’t be violated. If you don’t want to do that, you don’t do it. No one in that video was forced, there wasn’t any close up’s of anyone who didn’t agree to it both beforehand, and again after the video was finished and ready to be. Right."Suddenly, I was standing up and moved in front of my son, towering over him. Well, 'her' really wasn't it. My hand reached down and fingers wrapped around the back of her neck, forcing her to look up at me, a snarl showing on my face. I could see a hint of fear in her face and something else, something I knew was as wrong as she did. Her skin felt good under my fingers, warm, and it had been a long time since I'd been with anyone. "Don't talk to your father like that, missy," I said, my. He ordered 50 lashes to be laid on after which she would beused as an animal to turn the waterwheel ?which provided water for his property. The large crowd gathered around the platformto observe this rare treat. The Shiek sat separately with his guests under atent and were served cool drinks by the slavegirls all of whom were nakedexcept for the chains on their wrists and ankles. One of the quests was asadistic lesbian woman, Farah, who lusted for this blonde and asked the Shiekif she could.