..”I rose my head off the mattress, still a bit groggy and exhaust.I begged Darnell I wanted to go home. I felt sore and needed rest.from my sleep a...d exhausted from the night'sBut he turned around with an angry look on his face. He yelled at me:“I want my bitch there to be enjoyed by my black buddies, slut…!”Darnell slapped me across the face, as he grabbed my curly hair.I could feel his fresh semen still oozing out from my sore cunt and the bastard wanted to surrender me to his niggers. He. .." Coming from Nikki, I took that as a considerable compliment...So we sat there watching the telly for about 25 mins, and then there was a tap on the door. Nikki went to answer it and I could hear her doing her usual 'luvvie' type welcome (Ha ha!) and in she walked holding Dave's hand. He was older than I expected - about 35-40 - and nothing special to look at. Pretty fit body though (turned out he was a former Parachute Regiment trooper!!!)"This is Dave" said Nikki, all excitedly. "He's got. "I've instructed him to lay it on hard but not to cut the flesh. It would be a shame to scar your bodies for life." This did little to cheer us up. Someone turned us so that our backs were to the audience and then I heard the swish and microseconds later, felt the fire and the pain as the whip crashed into my shoulders. I couldn't hold back a deafening howl. Moments later Tanya screamed and this set the pattern for what seemed a lifetime-long ordeal. The whipper alternated between us and slowly. In a flash, Meg took Jennie's place astride me and went to work until I unloaded into her. Meg is a screamer and she was in full song when she came with a series of jerks and shudders while Jennie watched with interest, her hand working between her legs.I was awakened at about 3:00 am by a gentle, rhythmic thumping, accompanied by quiet gasps coming from the guest bedroom. Meg was fast asleep. I slid out of bed and into the guest room. Jennie was lying on the cover, legs apart, hand working.