I slowly unsnapped my jeans and drew my zipper down. Skip's mouth hung open, he was literally panting and unbeknownst to him his hips were humping in ...a slow rhythm. I pulled up the waistband of my boxer briefs, reached in and hefted my thick cock up from my pant leg and left it lolling sideways covered in cotton. The outline extended to my hip and the girth stretched the briefs obscenely. Skip knew better than to attempt to touch what he so desperately craved, and let out a brief muted wail of. Moving around in front of me he once again grabbed my hair and lifted my head up. "You fuckin' piece of shit whore" he said as he slapped my face. "You wanna know what I'm gonna do" he added. With that he let go of my hair and went over to the wall where we had an array of whips and took down a multi-lashed whip, moved off to one side behand me and without so much a word, sent the first lash across my back. Lash after lash followed as he whipped my back and upper ass area causing me some. After supper, Beau returned to the livery stable to count his loot. Between the loose money and the gold in the money belt, Beau had picked up a profit of $839 in gold and silver. It was not as much as the previous night, but significantly more than he could expect from the bounty hunter trade. Beau figured that he had done enough for one day, so he went to another saloon just to drink a couple of beers and listen to some of the gossip from a bartender.Gambling in Hell Hill Junction ran around. I started to feel uneasy , a was bit shaky . Sitara was still doing the back of my thighs and she asked me if she could do my lower back. I said it ok and she slowly held my hips and oiled just under the elastic band with her fingers just brushing my buttocks and also the hairs on top of my pecker.This is where i couldnt hold on and my penis started to grow inside my underwear.Sitara without informing me suddenly opened the showerand turned me around by my hips . She let me stand in the shower.