"Try to open your mouth a bit more. I'm going to take the spreader out but I need you to be absolutely quiet. Not a word or it goes right back in."I n...odded.It took a while to get my jaws moving again."You OK? Don't talk just nod or shake your head."Do you want to continue or use the safe word? Nod for safe word."With the hood I couldn't see what Clarissa was thinking.She must have read my mind."Keep quiet and I won't put the wire thing back in. You can use the safe word if it gets too much. She then leaned over and stuck her tongue in my mouth and we shared a sloppy, wet kiss. As we broke apart, she whispered, "And, you know what?" Her eyes were glowing, "he even fucked her in the ass!" She smiled, and we both leaned in for another sloppy kiss, our tongues tangling like two wicked serpents. "Did he really?" I said, as we broke apart. "Hmmm, so, he took my little girl’s cherry ass, did he, he’s a good boy!" I couldn’t believe that my little sandy-haired soccer star was already. "I am sorry but it is unyielding within me!" she cried."Leather?" I queried, "Should we sheath a smaller wood with leather?" Tightly bound and ridged like a whip handle?" she said, "Why not a whip handle?" What!" I demanded."Some flexibility husband!" she said, "That is all."A delay ensued, Downs found an old horsewhip and working with his attire in disarray he made a stem or some such form wood and swiftly contrived a flexible leather clad protuberance upon which Miss Harcourt impaled herself. Her heart was pounding in her chest, afraid that they might get caught, but that only added to the excitement she felt, and every time he called her a whore, it just made it hotter. “That’s right,” he whispered. “Rub that cunt. Does that feel good? Do your fingers feel good in you?” “Yes…” she moaned softly “Watch the screen- watch her cum.” The girl on the screen’s face was contorted in agony as she begged her torturer to stop, and then her pleas were cut short as she threw her head back.
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