.........trying not to hit too hard but still be convincing.........Marla strode around the now hoarse and gurgling slave, snatched the cat out of Paul's hand and began laying the whip on with what seemed like all her strength.....the screams came back and rose higher and higher.... .....until, finally, with a quick upward slash, Marla shot the nine tails straight up between the blonde screamer's wide spread legs and repeated the process five more times in quick succession. The screams abruptly stopped on about the third stroke between the outstretched legs and the almost totally hoarse voice lowly pleaded: "Ohhhhhh, yyyyyyeeeeessssss MMMMMIIIISSSSTTTTRRRREEEESSSSSS...... .....MMMMMMOOOOORRRRRREEEEEEE......YYYYYYYYEEEEEEEESSSSSSS!!!!" and continued onward as the last three were delivered up the spread wet valley to splat across the quivering belly.....and when the last of the six had been delivered.....the.......low voice rose in pitch and intensity and begged for STILL MORE.... ......"MMMMMOOOOORRRRREEEEEEE, MMMMIIISSSTTTTRRRREEEESSSSS. |