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She whined "Oh God. Pleases. Please!" but she slowly backed up to the wall as he moved toward her. When her butt hit the wall he said, "Put your hands on your head. If you take them down I will start over." She sobbed and tears rolled down her cheeks as she put her hands on her head. I couldn’t help but admire how beautiful her boobs looked as they rose to eliminate any sag. He started beating her poor tits with the quirt! She screamed and almost ripped out her hair in the effort to keep her hands in place as her boobs jumped and quivered under the quirt. By the time he finished they were a maroon color and had swollen and she was crying hysterically.
He smiled and put his hand on his crotch to move the huge lump into a more comfortable position then left to lock her door and come to mine. He came in and said, "Are you ready to strip? I had determined not to use the "No" word no matter what he would want and said in a trembly voice, "Yes. I will try to make you happy." I began the slow strip dreading the panty part knowing my pussy was completely hairless. I closed my eyes and tried to imagine it was not him but my boyfriend I was stripping for but he would not allow that fantasy by yelling, "Open your eyes. Look at me!"