“Put your hands behind your neck.”“Why?”“Just do as you’re told. Unless you want me to- ““No!” I cry as your hand begins to grope on...e of my breasts, zoning in on my sore nipple.“Then put your hands behind your neck.”Fearing what will happen if I don’t, I do as you ask. I place one arm behind me, wrist against the nape of my neck and elbow pointing upwards, then repeat this with the other arm. I watch as you take one of my discarded hold-ups and tightly bind my wrists, not tight enough to cut my. But he wasn't paying any word to what she said now or cared what she said."All he new is that Cheetara was now pinned underneath him and it was going to stay this way now. While he teased her and ripped open her suit that she was wearing now. The most fun he had in a long time. Seeing she was trying to struggle free then after not paying to much to her. He pinned her tighter down and the ripped the suit she was wearing right off her body al the way. Leaving her full naked underneath him to do. I was so pleased to be told to do that she had whipped me so many times across my titsjust to watch me cry and beg her to stop but she never did.I positioned myself to the left side of her and made each lash land as hard as I could thewhip hit her back and the end wrapped around her body and lashed her tits. The other femaleslaves masturbated there clits and the males wanked to see her tortured.As I lead her out one of the slave girls stepped forward and pinched her clit so hardAs the mistress. . to... to keep you... faithful."She kissed Sara's broad, shiny forehead. Sara looked up at her very honestly. "There's no one but you, Laura." "There's no one but you, And there never will be, For your love captured me Long ago, "Laura sang to her in a soft, reedy, whispery voice. But then she pouted again. "I saw you with... someone. I'm sorry. I was spying. You were very happy with her. It nearly killed me."Sara raised one eyebrow, pulling back a little, not a dramatic pullback but only.