She groaned in response, more out of excitement than pain, so I stung her tender pussy lips with several more short flicks of the thin bamboo whip. Sh... squirmed and writhed, and I could see her juices begin to drip down her inner thighs, mixing with her sweat. I pressed two fingers to her slit, and slid them in as far as they would go. She shuddered as I worked them in and out of her wet pussy briskly and roughly. I could feel her involuntary contractions squeezing my invading fingers, and she. Susan strips her panties down. I look at the coat hook above Kay’s head. Judging by the size of the hook and the size of the screws holding it to the wall I know it will do for my needs. Kay is staring at Susan’s nude body and pulls her ass deeper into the chair rocking her ass from side to side. “Susan” I said “show Kay just how wet you are.” “Yes. Master” she says. Susan moves closer to Kay and stands with her feet 12” apart. Susan reaches down with both hands. Taking her left hand she. Ben has kept on fisting and now she comes, she juices all over his hand. He rips his hand out and she screams. He slaps her butt cheek a dozen times quickly and each slap makes her scream. He has let go of her tit which really looks damaged, what a bastard. Aaron has just sat and watched, Grandpa's whore is looking like shit. Is he sympathetic? No way. He stuffs his cock in her mouth and really face fucks her. He has been waiting for this for several days, says he hasn't jerked off once. Ben. The old man had a huge smile on his face and shook both the boy's hands. He then walked back to his office. As soon as he was gone the boys told Michelle she could open her eyes. She immediately looked around the room. It was totally empty. Thank God for that she thought. She looked up in the projectionist room but it too seemed totally empty. The boys let her put her clothes back on and they left through a side door. Michelle was glad to get back into the car. But her show with the boys was.