After several hits, the grunts become more frequent, interspersed with loader moans. When her torso is a criss-cross of red lines, some neat some more... scraggly, I decide to up the ante. This time I start from below with a few strikes on the back of her feet, then on her shins, and now across her thighs. She is panting heavily now and moaning non-stop, with tiny whimpers every now and then when I hit her particularly hard. Finally, a single vicious blow right onto her pussy results in maybe a. After catching my breath and making sure I wasn’t going to be sick again I once again knocked on the door of my master’s house and entered. ‘You took your time slut. I see you got the fags, ?5 was enough was it?’ He smirked knowing full well it wasn’t but obviously he wanted to make me squirm. ‘No sir’ ‘Oh? Then how did you pay? I know it’s all you took with you. I hope you didn’t steal them, Pete is a friend of mine’ ‘No sir, I didn’t steal them sir’ I replied looking at my feet. ‘Then how did. Her form was a stark contrast to the pale skin of the three Neanderthal ladies. I had a secret unrequited yearning to make it with a black woman and it looked like I would finally get my chance.The other Cro-Mag had an olive like complexion. She looked like a gypsy with her lovely black hair and eyes. Like her African sister, she had large breasts and a perfect bubble butt that rode high on her frame.The final inhabitant of the "bed of whores" was the one that broke my heart, yet raised my. Slaves need pain. It is your job to inflict pain upon your slave any time you see fit. Remember the old saying. Spare the rod. Spoil the c***d. I want you to promise to me, here and now, that you will not spare the rod. My wife looked over at me and stared at me for about a minute. Are you my slave she asked. Yes Mistress I replied. Then get ready for pain. I see many nights in your future you coming to bed with a very red ass. Hope you’re ready. If not too bad. You asked for this.After lunch.