“I don’t know Clyde, I’ve never…” Was that hesitation I heard in his voice? “Either you whip her little brother or you can take her place!” Clyde responded. He was drunk and angry, that was all Christopher doggystyle needed to hear. He grabbed the whip from the pegs on the wall and stood behind me. A quick glance told me it was leather, a little worn around the handle. It was thick at the bottom but got thinner and smaller towards the end, I tried to bury my face into the wood. The loving gentle Clyde was gone now, his blue eyes cold as ever as he stared down at me and took another sip of his booze. “50 Lashes, you will need to aim for the fleshy parts if you can, begin.” The first was sharp and intense, pain radiated out from the burning path left in its wake; I bit my lip and sucked in a lungful of air. “Count them Skye.” “Go to hell,” I growled through clenched teeth. “Count them or you will be whipped until I see bone,” he growled back, bringing his face closer to mine. I could smell the booze on his breath and I almost gagged. “One!” I spat. Each one seemed to hurt more than the last. My screams echoed in the empty barn, throat quickly getting hoarse and raw as my back. The Hardcore 17th lash broke the skin a little, I could feel small trickle of blood running down my back, almost cool against the heat of my flesh. By the time we got to 49 I was barely hanging onto consciousness. I was hysterical, begging, pleading, and swearing to let them do asian blowjob whatever they wanted if they stopped now. And at that point I really would have done anything just to make it stop. Surely they would kill me if they continued any further. “Keep counting Skye, or we will start over,” taunted Clyde. I tried to mumble the last one, but my voice was gone and I’d been crying so hard I could barely calm myself down enough to breathe let alone count. Clyde set the empty Jack Daniels bottle down next to my head and leaned in. He shifted some hair away from my face and leaned in close enough I could see the anger in his eyes. “After everything I’ve done for you Skye and you stabbed me. Not only did you stab my hand, you did so in a room filled with my family….my nieces and nephews…my mother. 50 was me being generous, only the Lord knows why, I certainly don’t, you sure don’t deserve it,” he scoffed. “I’m sorry…” I apologized, voiced cracked and barely above a whisper. He laughed japanese but it wasn’t because he was amused. Perhaps, if I had, things might be different now? The pain took my breath away, my eyes flashed open, Marks eyes were locked on mine. George eagerly jammed his cock between her waiting lips. I had decided, long before my actual first contact with a man, that the probability that he would be longer and larger than me, Hardcore was very real. I actually gave Vicky 23 because she didn’t count the first 2 so they didn’t count then she jumped up after the 19th so that didn’t count as well. I feel the heat rising in my cheeks but try to take a deep breathe as I know this is pretty much exactly what I asian agreed to with Eddie yesterday. She had blowjob such a look of satisfaction on her face. First, I’m going to get you a serious revenge fuck. Well I am proud of my body and I like the way that I look. ‘Yes.’ He said, japanese doggystyle his face a stone mask. Her thoughts were a blur, she grasped blindly for details of her mission, blank.