“Beg,” Mistress ordered.“Please...” Slave 1 sobbed.“That’s a start,” Mistress said harshly, “tell me you want to cum.”“Please let ...me go. Why are you doing this to me?”Amanda screeched as the crop cut into her again.“BEG ... TO ... CUM!”“No!” Amanda sobbed.The bound girl was flayed again by the crop; two, three, four times. Each branding cut more painful than the one before. Amanda thrashed in her restraints but Mistress kept an iron grip in her leash, keeping the struggling girl from twisting. "I'll lose everything ... Alvin, and I'll still have to stump up alimony. You know how it is: It's a man's world ... until he dumps his wife." Too right, bro," Jimmy said. "Unless you know the right people." This was added as an afterthought and Jimmy stared down into his beer as if he hoped McCann hadn't heard it.McCann had. He thought about his little buddy. Except now, eight years later, Jimmy was the one with the fast car, the nice house, the blingy outfits, the better-paid job. Jimmy was. Suddenly he shuddered violently, gasping with emotion, as he had obviously began to spunk up in his trousers."Ohhhh yessss!" he groaned, "But please don't you stop!"My fingers pressed harder, slipping further between the lips. I rubbed over them, between them, back and forth, up and down, and I simply was getting wilder and wilder, building up to my first orgasm!I sought out my little clit. The button was quite positive, hot and swollen. I stroked around it and then pressed hard against it. My. I looked over at the movie playing and saw the woman rubbing her tongue slowly up and down the shaft, so I started to imitate her. Whatever she did to the mans penis, I did to Greg's, until finally, she opened her mouth and took him all in, so I did.Greg let out a loud moan, the loudest I'd ever heard. He threw his head back further into the pillow and grabbed my head with both hands.He slowly started to pump his cock into my face. This was it. There was no stopping or being embarrassed now. I.