“How much to fuck her mouth?” someone asked.“Not yet but you all may wank and piss over it, it will help keep its skin and hair nice.” I sugge...sted, “For tonight wanking is on the house!”I watched as half a dozen peasants dropped their trews and hauled out their swollen cocks and began wanking. The woman was gasping like a real whore now. It was like she was really enjoying the bartenders cock in her ass or maybe it was her clit against the table edge but her teats were like bullets and moisture. "Sean, you had better let it out or I swear you're gonna burst," said Brenda."What?" I replied in surprise."You've been dying to tell me something since the moment I arrived. Now come on, spill!"She picked up her hot chocolate and plopped herself down in my lap.I smiled as I recognised just how well this beautiful girl had come to know me already. It seemed she was able to read me like an open book, but I didn't think that was a bad thing at all.While we had been shovelling snow I had been. " No. That's disgusting and dirty. It will have p*o on it."He grabbed his belt and my hair with his other hand. "No. Please don't." I begged, expecting the belt across my arse."I told you not to disobey me again." As he raised the belt above his head I looked on in disbelief as the belt came down across my breasts. The pain was instant. I screamed as I watched the belt fly through the air again and inflict another lash to my breasts, then another and another."I'll do it." I cried as he raised. I was only partially right, though. You do take off my gag, but you tell me that you are not going to untie me right away. Instead, you are going to punish me for my actions. You tell me that I should have stayed still instead of pulling away, not just once but multiple times, as well as spitting out the gag. You walk away and come back with a paddle and a crop. Not too severe, but will get the message across. You tell me I get ten swats for each thing I did, so it ends up being fifty you say..