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I cringed inside imagining all those eyes on me. I was glad that I was too scared to be wet. I whispered another apology which goes unnoticed. Or maybe not, because I feel the stings of a hundred bees on my bum which could only mean a cat-o-nine flogger. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to will away the pain as blow after blow fell on my bum. Some of the strands snap against my pussy lips and it's like my bottom is on fire. I bit my tongue to avoid screaming but I couldn't stop from whimpering aloud. When I felt his palm on my bottom again, I was almost relieved but it's short respite because he begins spank Indian Girls Fucking me with the cat-o-nine again, hard... raining meant to hurt slaps. I started crying unashamedly. He released the strap and pulled me up and turned me around towards him. I could barely stand. "I hope that felt good... as good as it felt for me." he whispered "Please, I’m sorry,” I pleaded, “Please took me out of here,... let's get out of here... or let me go... I am sorry." "No, you are are not sorry... and I am not done with you.” he sneered, “Nor are the others. Now down on your knees, you slut." I knelt down with tears streaming down my face, stinging my collar bone where he cut me. I can't help but think how I love him to treat me roughly... but not like this... not with people watching. It is fine in my head but not when it was actually happening to me. He seemed to be angry with me and the way he slapped me around is hurtful. He ripped the pasties off my nipples, and squeezed them roughly. It hurt like hell. I tried to be stoic and focus on pleasing him as he pushed his cock into my mouth. It sort of helped me to gather my senses... I love this... I love him. I could suck him, but when it came to the others... no, I couldn't think about it. I started to move my tongue slowly around his cock, wrapping my lips and bobbing my head on his cock when he pulled my hair to hold my head in place while he proceed to face fuck me at his own, extremely rough pace. They smiled and then gently let their mouths touch. He then grabbed the man and threw him over his shoulder. I wonder if Jamie was an alcoholic. You start to protest but then you remember that you agreed to do anything I wanted. My eyes settled on Pearle, a blonde futa with round tits. This really was excellent, she seemed to have no conscious memory of the nearly 30 minutes of hypnosis that we'd already done tonight. With that, everyone started to laugh even harder. Morgan grabbed his arms but he pushed into her chest, forcing her onto her back with her legs swung over Indian Girls Fucking the edge. The incestuous sight sent my hips thrusting harder. When they did arrive, they were both happy and laughing at everything.