Another hard lash. Damnit that hurt. I tried to stand up again and he held me down. Three more hard lashes and my ass was on fire.“Bitch, I said I w...anted a review. ‘It feels good’ is not a review. We need to know everything about the product and if it is worth selling. These guys need to know if the product is worth pushing to other customers. Now give us a real fucking review of that plug in your ass and the whip I just used to remind you why you are here.”As he said this he walked away and I. Having been recently purchased she was still in her transportation shackles and was roughly thrown in her stall by one of the guards. He had slammed the door and bolted it. Jennifer had screamed for nearly an hour and had tried every means that she could think of to escape. The other stall occupants, those who were not gagged, all yelled for her to shut up. She didn’t listen. Finally, after nearly an hour of yelling one of the matrons came in and cruely and severly whipped her with a whip.. ‘I take it you’re not a morning person Zaire?’ I asked again laughing. ‘No I’m not and the fact that I don’t have coffee and it’s my first day off in 2 weeks doesn’t help.’ she said and I instantly felt bad for waking her up. ‘I’ll make this visit short so you can go back to sleep I promise. I brought your bag back to you.’ I said handing her the purse. ‘I thought you were just going to ship it to me I didn’t want to interrupt your busy R&B music star schedule but thank you.’ she said. She looked great on a surfboard, with her long legs and slim body. Yeah, I had to admit, Jen was a very attractive girl, and once again I realized if I wasn't careful, I could lose her to Ryan.After a couple hours of sun and surf we decided to go back inside. We knew that sunburn might take away from some of the fun we were looking forward to later. Jen and I showered while Ryan ordered a couple of pizzas for lunch. We reverted back to our 'nude weekend' rule, and didn't bother getting dressed.