My arms were up so high that there was serious strain on my shoulders. All the same, I thought I could handle the position fairly easily until she tied my ankles off to ring bolts that had been sunk into the hard dirt floor. Someone had done a lot of planning for this and, if I had to guess, it would have to be Marge. She was by far the smartest of the four. My position was much worse when my ankles were spread about five feet apart. My shoulders, strong as they were, ached from the stress placed on them. “I’m going to break cartoon you, Sean—turn you into a cipher that will exist only to follow Lori’s orders to the letter. I plan to whip you four or five hours a day until the pain is unbearable and then I’m going to whip you again and again. I’ve done this before with my loser husband. His cock and balls were caged much like yours are now. I used to shock him regularly, sometimes just for the fun of it. I never let him cum and he obviously never fucked me. No—his job was to work and make money for me to spend then to come home and cook dinner before hentai cleaning the house and sleeping in a tits cage like this at the foot of my bed. Then he’d do the same thing again and again—day after day, month after month, year after year. I had a life of ease, spending my time at a spa or getting fucked by some handsome stranger, just as long as he had a really big dick. That’s the life facing you now. I’m really going to enjoy this.” Then the whipping began. She continued at japanese a rapid pace, covering my lower back, butt, and thighs with welts that were bleeding long before she was done. I readily admit that I cried and begged for mercy even though I knew I’d receive none. She continued for more than an hour, stopping only I assumed because she was tired. I saw her hang the bloody whip on a nail as she walked to her car. A minute later she returned with a big sponge and a bottle of vinegar. “I can’t let you get an infection, can I?” She paused to laugh insanely. “And to think I’ll be able to watch it over and over with Lori and Michael—the destruction of a local hero.” And then she laughed again. I swore then I’d get her and make her suffer even more than I would. I didn’t know how yet, but I would. She made a production of soaking the sponge with vinegar then she wiped it over my sweating face. Instinctively, I closed my eyes and kept them closed to protect my vision. A few minutes later she cackled as she wiped the raw areas of my back, butt, and thighs. It stung, but not as badly as I thought it would even though thousands of raw nerve endings were exposed from the whipping. I had just opened my eyes to see Marge squeeze the sponge to allow my blood to drip onto the dirt in front of me. “Isn’t this great! There’s plenty left for the rest of the week or anime even longer.” She walked back to the car and a minute later she had backed out, probably for lunch on my dime. I knew that all rope had some degree of stretch so I pulled down with my shoulders so I could move my legs closer together, if possible. Ten minutes later I had gained an inch in each rope. I was enjoying your tongue." He lay beside her for awhile, they were both panting and trying to catch their breaths. “In you go.” I felt my cum rising, felt my balls tighten, then I grunted, rammed balls deep into her pussy and flooded her teen womb with my tits cum. I applied my make up to look sultry and wild, enhancing the blue of my eyes and the rosy anime hue of my cheeks. I wanted to writhe in my lover's embrace. I asked why are you cartoon asking this? I did decide to go with Abby though just because I can imagine her ass being way tighter. So what do ya think? hentai He is absolutely certain a guilty expression would have occurred japanese if he had been questioned about how things went when McKenzie suddenly showed up alone at the family home. As she did, her nodding pony tail feather-dusted the excess soot from her pink sensitive back and tickled the spot that the backpack had irritated. Suck it because I'm telling to suck it.