Ona began counting from ten back down to one, each lash was harder than the last, bringing her arm fully back for maximum force. Maria was truly suffe...ring as Ona reached five. My body was shaking, the chastity cage dripping precum steadily to the floor between my legs as I began crying for Ona to make it as painful as she could.“Whip her, whip the bitch. Yes make her hurt.”Finally. “One.” She cheered, the sound of the whip mingled with Maria’s final agonising and muffled screech. I waited. “Would you like a martini?” Angelina said politely, a slightly humoured look on her face as he saw her ogling her. She offered the glass, which he politely took from her and took a sip as she picked up her own. The pair sat sipping their martinis in silence for a couple of minutes, eyes roaming. Angelina picked up the skewer and held the olive up to her full lips. She closed her eyes and rolled her tongue round the olive, licking off the dregs of martini. Greg stared as she delicately pulled. I watch as he squeezes that big black cock deeper inside and almost cum by the sight, Amy reaching down rubbing her clit like crazy as this huge big black guy squats behind her feeding his monster deep up her once tight ass. After Jim has shoved every inch in he begins, and with a firm grip holding each leg he pounds in with long quick thrusts. Amy keeps moving forward as she bounces back and forth so he slides out getting long ways on the bed so they both are on it now and gets behind her. Ok, tell me what I should do. I sat on the floor and took out my bulky notebook and pen. She said no, please come inside and sits in the sofa. I dragged the bag in and went to sit in the sofa. I took a closer look of the lady who appeared to be educated. I asked her name, age, education and the name of the husband, age, occupation etc. She got up and said wait a minute I will bring you a cup of tea and then proceed. I looked around the room which was tastefully decorated for an upper middle.