Tammy was screaming uncontrollably, begging for the pleasure pain. Her tits, and ass were numb, but she kept begging for more.One of them roughly stoo...d her up, and threw her on the bed. "Get on all fours, like the dirty dog you are!"Tammy quickly did what he demanded, wanting all the abuse they were about to give her. She looked over at her Master, and he was stroking his big hard cock, with one hand. Tammy noticed he had a video camera in the other hand. She suddenly got nervous, worried. I love him to death but he is handicapped. He wasn't when we got married it happened in his late 20s (he's only a year older than me). We were already into swinging before he became handicapped. He doesn't really care for sex much anymore. He has a neurological disease and he says it has made his dick mostly numb. He's still kinda fun in bed when I can intice him to do it. His equipment still works and he'll fuck me once in awhile, but not often. He used to but i can understand why he. ”“Who is that?”“Deb O’Dell.”He sat there looking at me, trying to figure out what was going on.“And you seem to have information that Deb O’Dell’s husband means to attack me?”“I can pretty much guarantee it. From what I know, he is very much in love with Deb and would take your messing with his wife as a personal insult and would act to end your insult.”“And how do you know this, Mr... ?”“O’Dell. Mick O’Dell. And now you know how I would know this.”He looked at me and smiled before standing and. From the ceiling above her head was suspended a special mask, one designed to cover and hold Cinnamon's head up but allow easy access to her precious red lips. The mask blinded her, constricted her head slightly, but did not interfere with her ability to take her breath. Now I could see and feel the fear in her; I looked deeply into her eyes before placing the mask, she and I both knew there was no stopping now. She knew she was going to receive the lash, and she feared it; but she did not.