One of the quests was a sadistic lesbian woman, Farah, who lusted for this blonde and asked the Shiekif she could punish her further on the tripod aft...er the whipping. The shiek agreed . The whipping began and the first lash across the back of the English beauty brought an ungodlyscream from her . She screamed throughout the whipping but each time her voice grew weaker unless the camel whipwas brought up in an uppercut to her pussy. At these lashes, and there were 10 of these, her screams. “Shit!” I could feel my balls tightening and that incredible shiver that ran down my spine as I was coming closer to my peak. Strong fingers continued pumping in and out of me over and over and the warmth of Ash’s mouth continued to draw me in. And then I felt myself finally coming or at least I was until Ash pulled away. “No don’t stop.” I opened my eyes and saw him smirking down at me. “You don’t like being teased do you.” I rolled my eyes. “You’re not teasing you’re torturing.” Ash bent down. “We got him some therapy, that got him to go back into the water and he got used to it, but he won’t go near water above his chest. He still refuses to learn to swim. The therapist told us when he’s a teen, he’ll probably agree to learn then. I think it’s a high school requirement anyway.”“Perhaps he will agree to learn,” Dr Jeffries mused. “I think that was good, to expose him to getting back into the water so quickly ... And you mentioned an amusement park incident; one that was the main. I have no idea what was said at that meeting. I'm just grateful that as one of nearly a dozen people, no one thought it was unusual that I was sitting quietly and not contributing to the discussion. In fact, what I was doing was gripping the arms of my chair and squeezing my legs tightly together, desperately trying not to have an orgasm. I was grateful for the cardigan since my nipples were rock-hard and strained against the fabric of my top, yearning to be touched.My world kept shrinking,.