After about fifteen or twenty swats, she cried out, “Stop, please stop. I can’t stand it.” She stood up and said, “It just hurts. It just hurts.” Then she lay back over the table and said, “Fuck me, Master. Please fuck me japanese so I can feel something other than pain.” Master Jeremy moved between her legs. He was already hard. “Are you sure about this?” he asked. “Fuck me, now,” she answered. He moved forward and slid into her slowly. Despite the pain, she was still wet, so he entered fairly easily. I noticed that, unlike me, he was careful not to bottom out against her sore asscheeks. He also reached around her and lifted her slightly off the table, cradling her breasts in his hands. Soon they had a rhythm going and she was starting to pant and groan as an orgasm approached. Somehow Master Jeremy held off until his slave had reached orgasm. He even had the control not to slam into her as he erupted within her. It was clear– pussy at least to me– that he really loved and cared for her. After both Master Jeremy and slave kristi had calmed down, Mistress Sam spoke up. “So, Master and slave, what have you learned?” “I’m not a pain slut, Mistress Sam,” kristi said with a quiver in her voice. “But kneeling naked next to the table really turned me on.” She turned asian bright red and said, “And begging to be fucked in front of all you people was unbelievable.” “It sounds like submission and humiliation turn you on,” Mistress Gloria said. “Are you an exhibitionist?” Kristi looked down at the ground. “I’ve never had the nerve,” she said softly. “But what if I ordered group you to do it?” Master Jeremy asked. “Then I wouldn’t have a choice, would I?” she answered with a smile. “There is a certain freedom in submission,” Mistress Tracey said. “I can sometimes see why some women are attracted to it.” “I prefer making my own decisions,” Master Jeremy fetish said very firmly. “May I speak, Masters?” holly asked very softly. “You may speak, slave,” answered Mistress Gloria. “Submitting to you, Mistress Gloria, was my decision,” holly said. I was surprised at how firm and forceful her voice had become. “And each day it is my decision to continue being your slave.” Her voice returned to its normally quietness as she continued, “That decision means I don’t have to make a lot of other decisions in my life that maybe I am too weak to make.” It was Mistress Sam who responded to her. It was nice to do it this way for a change. Then raising her body slightly she leaned forward, fetish her arms resting either side of my head. She stopped just short of the chair in japanese between his legs. I could feel her thong underneath her thin group skirt and feel the heat coming from her pussy. It was just a way girls shared their friendship. Katie reached over and cupped pussy Tom’s crotch. I laughed and said, "who doesn't" so he told me to follow him up stairs and he would put some on. Adam argued. “But how..? Then to my surprise he asian lifted me up like a princess. I savored her pussy's grip about my dick. While she normally wore skinny jeans, she did have a healthy supply of skirts and with the heat of summer, it was certainly skirt appropriate weather. My uniform is on my bed, perfect again. You can ride me. Like a cowgirl.” I like when men look at me.