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Not yet, I’m not. Give it to me; I won’t fight you. JULIA “Diamond, Lucilla, God.” I said to myself reflexively as I readjusted the grip of the whip. It was a heinous device, not at all meant for kinky exploits; this was for torture. Lucilla’s body was crisscrossed with welts, each raised line dotted with blood that began to trickle down her body. I anal wanted to do worse. Every time I struck her, every time I heard her agonized wail, a memory swam forth, a memory of blackened faces, contorted in agony. Only now, the memory didn’t produce waves of regret, but an odd… exciting familiarity. I could do that to people. Not only could I make them feel great pain, but I could change them, mutilate them, disfigure them. I felt the arousal growing between my legs, felt the tightening in my loins, the aching in my nethers… but no; the Holy Mother would not want me to make abstractions of her creations. Lucilla was owed the penance for her crimes, and though her beauty certainly enabled her to sin, disfiguring tits her would not be a fitting retribution. Her flesh was her weakness, so I would punish the places I knew she enjoyed. Her belly, her breasts, her backside. When that was finished, we would delve into more… intimate places. Despite her cries for mercy, Lucilla’s penchant for roughness betrayed her. Her thighs were wet with her want, and her pussy was a swollen, red flower that contrasted the paleness of her complexion. “Julia!” Lucilla screamed, her eyes puffy, her body straining against the binds, “It’s me!” “I am aware of who you are, Lucilla.” I chuckled, “You don’t need to keep reminding me. Now, cum was it the wash boy, or the stable hand that you big had out-of-wedlock intercourse with when you were fifteen?” “Julia, please stop!” Lucilla sobbed, her chin falling to her chest. “The wash boy, or the stable hand?” I asked her. “The wash boy.” Lucilla whimpered. One lash across the left breast sent her head reeling back, and her body wrenching into an arch. amateur “It was both!” Lucilla shrieked. I nodded to the Breytan beside Lucilla, and she applied ointment to the fresh strike, rewarding Lucilla for her honesty. Lucilla groaned in relief, and grinded her thighs together. She couldn’t help herself, the slut. How had I ever loved this woman? She had no self-control, and no self-respect. What a waste of a bind. Still, she was young. Twenty-one wasn’t too old to change. She wasn’t as malleable as she would’ve been if she was younger, which meant brute force would be needed to shape her, but in time, she would become the spouse I needed her to be. At one point, Jan had even started to sneak back out of John's bedroom, with the intention of simply going back to big her own bedroom, and keeping what she had "accidentally" witnessed, as her own "little secret." You hope to get back with her someday? “Uhhh,” he replies. I was high. The other straps joined the ones above the hips at several small metal rings and connected the various sections of the harnesses. As I walked to the sink one of the boys said, It doesn't go unnoticed. “But try not to muss up my hair and makeup too much!” “A deal’s a deal, Gloria.” I smirked, petting her hair. Eleen amateur gazed in the distance to see the progress of Stuller and saw that the lieutenant was cum struggling a lot lifting the next breeder up on the ladder. I called Vlad with the plan, and he was equally excited. Can I have the same again while I am here? “Henta's amazing prowess!” I gasped, crying out to my other divine mother, the hermaphroditic Goddess of the Hunt. “Now play with that beautiful hair babe.” She stomped her foot. I can lose Stephen and Benjamin. anal Penny moved back to the kitchen table before opening it and her heart started to beat faster as pictures tumbled out showing pictures of herself and a masked woman engaged in various lesbian sexual acts. "Put your fucking cock in my mouth Brian. I look after her and instead of apologizing she scowls at me before making her way to her tits busy table. Besides every time she went down on him the gear stick would dig into her ribs. We were mother-fuckers. Julie screamed as she could not control her body as her hand stopped in mid stroke.