“This is where wimps like you belong,” I slapped his ass when I said this. “Yes, ma’am, please allow me to serve you,” he replied.I stood up...and walked in front of him. I took off my pantie and cleaned my wet pussy with it. I did 2 squats in front of him seductively to tease him. I slapped him hard and asked him to follow me.I walked in front. My round ass and wheatish buttocks swayed in front of him. With every step, my boobs wiggled and a drop trickled from my pussy.I walked to the fridge and. The painslut in me was wide eyed and excited, craving it, screaming for it but my instincts won out and my voice was begging him to stop. The man with the whip coiled it again and adjusted his stance. i saw his arm swing behind him then come around and i felt the whip slice sideways across the bottom of my titties. i struggled and wrestled but my body was on fire. i came after the third stroke and started begging louder for him to hit me again, again, harder. His face tightened into a grimace. At the beach, she laid her blanket out and removed her jeans and t-shirt. She had full natural D tits. The top she had chosen was barely covering the nipples. There was just two small circles on a sting. The bottom of the suit was as bad. An almost not there thong. The thong was a string that ran up her ass crack to her pussy. Just another small circle covered her shaved pussy. She laid on her blanket with her arms outstretched and her legs spread. She did not care who could see what on her. The heel, in turn, held your foot high as the straps from the shoe wrapped around your ankle and criss crossed up the first few inches of your leg, itself cocooned in a seamed, black stocking. It wouldn't be a ho outfit if it didn't flaunt everything it could, so of course the stockings came to a halt just below the line of your black, spandex minidress. The garters came down to bisect the pure white stripe of flesh, completing the seam up the back of the stocking to up under the skirt, beyond.