As Paul watched, the red tinted beads of sweat increased in number and the screams nearly deafened him.As Paul watched, the red tinted beads of sweat increased in number and the screams nearly deafened him.....and the rams moved slowly upward and downward, pulling the sagging, bucking slave into an upright and stretched 'X' position with the now freed head shaking violently back and forth in a wild body language expression of the screaming "no's" echoing around the 'torture chamber'. The arms and legs stretched taut and the strain was evident. With each passing second the white, sweating, stretched body became more rigid and stretched. And then the rams stopped. "You fucking bitch...........you whore!!!!...........this is NOTHING...nothing at all!!! Tonight you will know what REAL PAIN is, my pretty slave!!!! REAL PAIN!!! Here, MASTER PAUL (same sneering tone), make the bitch 'appreciate' a MASTER'S TOUCH!", as Marla threw him a leather cat of nine tails that had obviously been used before on the stretched, screaming slave. Paul cringed at the thought of whipping this stretched column of pure pain and suffering.....and Marla sneered "what's wrong, MASTER? Afraid to 'HURT' the bitch? DO IT.....she LOVES IT!!! DO IT!!!" He walked behind the taut white sweating 'X' that was still screaming wildly and lashed her across the cheeks of her ass. The screams rose and then 'broke' into a strangled, gasping sound. "AGAIN!!!! And this time....HARDER and CONTINUOUSLY........WHIP HER FROM HER SHOULDERS TO HER KNEES.....THEN BETWEEN THE LEGS!!! And listen to her......LISTEN.....CAREFULLY!!!!" Paul resumed the whipping, lashing sideways and continuously from the knees up to the shoulders and back down. |