My body is shaking fiercely but you don’t stop. The continued stimulation keeps me going, the spasms building and releasing over and over.I can’t ...stop cumming. It’s so intense. I’m begging you to stop….to keep going….“I’m not stopping. Squeeze your breasts while I fuck you with this.”I start squeezing them, almost painfully hard, pinching the nipples. I know you’re trying to see how much I can take, if you can push me over the edge and beyond my limits. You pump it into me harder, then lean. The pants part fit like a gloveand the legs reached even further up her own legs than the jeans Lindahad given her, not by much, but the definitely would be showing a lot ofstocking. The shoulder straps also just felt strange unlike everythingshe had ever worn before."Aaah, we definitely need this outfit. You look so cute in it. Don?t youagree?" Lisa gushed spinning Marcy around so she could look at herself inthe cubicle mirror. Marcy was shocked as all she could see staring backat her was one. I should think that maybe I will like it, too."As he stood up and let my head down I saw his robe fall to his feet. I screamed and struggled as he went around behind me. I was now acutely aware of how vulnerable I was.SLAP!! SLAP!! SLAP!!I shrieked with the pain as he slapped my upturned and naked ass. "Did you like that, pet? Or maybe I should go get a whip?"I screamed again just thinking about it."No, I didn't think you'd want to go that far."I froze as his hands wandered over my body. His. “Not for much longer,” Chrissie said sadly. In the short time since the news of her impending sale to her father Christie is evaluated and a possible life at her old home. The four slaves would undoubtedly wish to take their revenge on her for her past misdemeanours. Her father would too. She suspected the beatings she’d receive would be more frequent, if less severe than the ones she received a month ago. “Slave Boscoe, send Slave Chrissie to me at 2 p.m. this afternoon.” “But ma'am, the.