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A young woman who worked for the club Big Boobs ran up and handed him the pair of crutches he had left with her. “I assume,” he said, “that you didn’t want me to leave my prosthetic leg in place. The harness would outdoor be very uncomfortable to lay across.” “No, that’s fine,” Joan-e said with a forced smile. She was starting to think that Sailor Sam was pulling something. She just couldn’t figure out for sure what it was. The first round of spankings was rather routine... at least for Joan-e. She made sure that she yelped or whimpered for at least one of the swats in each of the 23 sets of five. It was too early for a gasp of passion to be believable. Normally it took around 50 swats for the pain to become pleasure-pain and 150 to 200 swats before the pain went from pleasure-pain to passion-pain. In any case, round one, despite some very accomplished spanking, was primarily acting on Joan-e’s part. The second round was a little different. One of the women hit very hard, and every swat was exactly in the middle where Joan-e’s asscheeks met her legs. If her legs were a little wider apart, the woman would have been spanking her slit. The way it was, each spank shot through her like an electric spark that somehow originated from her cunt. One of the men was hitting so that only his fingers, and not the palm of his hand, was striking her ass. It felt different. She wasn’t sure whether or not it hurt her more, but she was pretty sure that he would have a swollen hand in the morning. Sailor Sam was again the last to spank. For some reason, he sat very still before he began to spank. Then he slowly pushed her farther and farther out on his lap. Suddenly she could feel the end of his stump rubbing her pussy. He was able to move it so it rubbed from the base of her slit all the way to the top. In fact, he seemed to be able to hold it exactly under her clit as he spanked. She was moaning quietly by the time he finished his fifth swat... and she wasn’t acting. Before he let her go, he leaned down close to her and whispered softly, “You will cum like a banshee on the fourth round.” Maybe if he hadn’t said that... or perhaps maybe if Joan-e didn’t think so much about it as blonde the other twenty-two contestants smacked her ass... maybe, just maybe, she would have been able to get through the entire four rounds of spanking. The way it was, she nearly lost control at the end of the third round as Sailor Sam’s stump again rubbed and bounced against her clit with each of his five swats. This time, before he let her up, he whispered in her ear, “Next round, fourth swat, you explode.” Have you ever tried not to cum? Some really submissive sluts can put off their orgasm like a well-trained dog balancing a dog biscuit on the top of their nose. Then the Master says “Cum,” and they explode. Joan-e had never been trained not to cum. She wasn’t a submissive slut, she was a pain slut... specifically she was a spank slut and Sailor Sam was uniquely equipped to simultaneously drive both the spank side and the slut side of that well over the edge. Fourth round, twenty-third spanker; five swats left; Sailor Sam stopped to lightly rub Joan-e’s flaming ass. These are the most popular genre of adult movies now.” She stood 4' 10" tall and weighed about 95 lbs. Shivers raced through her body as she thought of what she was doing. She pushed him against the wall and held his wrists behind his back. I scrolled blonde to the comments and there it was...”I Big Boobs would love to catch my wife in bed with a BBC. I said that I couldn’t do that; it wouldn’t be decent, or right. This was my daughter. “Damn!” I groaned. It outdoor wasn’t a winner but he had the cards possible for the nuts. I didn't really have any hair down there. I love you cock clone but I have a lot more advanced toys to play with.” I smiled at the thought. “The governor doesn’t deal with troublemakers,” laughed Jackson. “Looks like we got a listener. There is no pain, but there is a pressure against my chest as my breasts swell. Pulsing. I pushed back my bums aligning with his steady strokes.