Samantha started to moan and instantly received a hard whipping from the can on her breasts half a dozen times. “I did not give you permission to ma...ke any noise slave” said Todd to Samantha. “Sorry Master” cried Sam. “When you wish to come, ask permission, until then make no sound or I shall whip you again and again”.Samantha looking suitably chastened did as our Master commanded and remained silent. I took a perverse pleasure deliberately heightening her pleasure with my tongue licking faster. Without using a ruler, she figured it to be about seven eight inches long. She reached out and tenderly stroked the shaft with one hand, and cupped his balls with the other. She really wanted to feel it inside her, but also knew that would need to wait until another time. Kira stood, dropped the towel, and modeled for him in just her black panties. They were a pair that she had bought for her husband. She also knew that a few reddish curls could be seen above the lacy material. ‘Kira, you are. Making sure every inch of my ass cheeks have been reddened.The hand spank on my bare bottom is doing the preliminary work it is meant to. You knowing just where to smack for the best response goes on and on. Tears are in my eyes, and I sob. You start the question part of my spanking, where I have to admit what I have done wrong and promise not to. And between sobs, I do.Though I avoid mentioning that I spent my time reading the wonderful luscious erotica stories. But that I will soon need. ..Anyway, I soon determined that the room was mostly made up of males who were between somewhere just under the stated site minimum to somewhere just this side of Methuselah. A smattering of apparently genuine women were also there but were often unavailable for more than a cursory greeting as their 'services' were avidly scrapped over by the males. As, indeed, were mine.I only ever intended getting a taste of the 'private' discussion subjects – a feel for what Jason might have seen or talked.