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Bound as she is, it’s hard and painful to wriggle, but she does.A hand smacks her ass “Down, bitch!”She sees the glove stretcher he’s tucked behind the rope at her cunt, tightly pinching her sore, swollen clit. His hand holds her hair so that she cannot look away.“You are beautiful, slut-cunt” he says, “You need to learn manners, though.”“Master, forgive your slut!”“Of course I’ll forgive you, slave—as soon as I’ve whipped you.”He uses the riding crop. Ten on each breast, ten on her tender pussy. At number seven she realizes that she’s about to come.“. . . Seven . . . OhgodMastermaytheslutcum? . . . ugh . . . Eight . . . Nine. . .”“Come.” He says.The word “ten” is lost in her orgasm.He doesn’t stop. Twenty slashing cuts to her ass. And now she hears a tube of something squeezed. Something cold drips on her hot ass as he rubs it over her hole. Then his cock, thicker than she thinks it could be, invading. She opens her mouth and takes deep breaths. For all that he has made her practice. The walls of his room are covered in CCTV monitors showing views of the girls playing around kitchen, bedroom, pool and play room. Bi-sexual Becki was drooling at the shape and size of his prick when it exploded a stream of spunk down his side of the mirror wall. Becki considered that May wasn't ready for that level of adoration so early in her porn career so pulled her away from the wall after blowing Bob a kiss and shaking her hand in a wanking motion. Becki told nobody about her discovery of the shower wall, but after tea got a picture message from Bob on her mobile. The picture was a line drawing of his erect prick covered in cum, drawn by May's mum. The message was "meet me in the play room 10 minutes wearing red scarf and thong you had on earlier".Becki still had the see-through red scarf around her tits, grabbed a thong and strolled into the play room. Bob sat on a large boxy cushion making no effort to hide his erection. Becki noticed this room also had an oddly mirrored wall.
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