"Hmmm, not as tight as other girls we've had, but I guess that means she won't scream so loud when we ram our monsters in there huh" The manager then ...laughed, a throaty evil laugh which made me shudder.He misread this "Oh you like that do you slut" he added another finger and began finger fucking me roughly. After a few seconds he added a third finger "that feels tighter, I guess we're getting near her limits, lets see how much this bitch can take" and he pushed a fourth finger into my pussy,. So here is the juicy part: At 12:22 pm, we heard the girls arrive in the locker room, we looked through the holes and couldn't really get a good view of the changing area from the showers, but did still see a bit of nudity. A few breasts, I saw one vulva. By the time they left we all had noticeable tents in our pants but nobody but Colin really acknowledged them. After that, we were all antsy waiting for the girls to come back and shower. And were talking alot about sexual things. Which girls. ‘No-one hurts my Maidens you aggressive freak.’ Were the last words he heard before blacking out. On opening his eyes he looked up to see his antagonist stood over him, whip in one hand and tazer in the other. Staring at him venomously, ‘Its time you paid…’ She wasn’t smiling. ZZZAAAPPP!!!!!! She lashed him with the electric whip, his cloak no defence against its charge. His body contracted in pain at the current this wicked whip held. CCCRRRAAAACCCCKKKK!!! She whipped him again, and again,. (Every time Julie and I enter a Chinese supermarket and smell the Monosodium Glutamate we are reminded of those days!) The washing up was certainly easier than after the lamb chops.The next morning, we decided that we fancied some toast, so at eight o’clock we were down at the beach café as it opened for sausage, egg and beans on toast. They also had one of those fancy Italian coffee makers which produced lots of steam and gurgling noises, so after our pot of tea and marmalade on toast, we both.