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I will KILL you before I allow you to leave me.” Clyde spoke, as he entered his voice was cold and calculated. I shivered as his words sank in. He walked around so that I could see him, his hand was heavily bandaged and he had a half bottle of Jack Daniels in his good masturbation hand. He set it down beside my head as he maneuvered the cuffs to hold me down. With only one usable hand it took him a while before he got them on; but he managed. “You don’t want me…there has got to be someone else more suited for your needs.” I didn’t wish this fate on anyone, but at that point i just wanted to go Natural tits home. “I don’t WANT them Skye, I chose YOU,” he yelled as he picked up the Jack Daniels. 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And it has tasted the mature flesh of every single wife since.” I pulled on my restraints, trying to turn my wrist so that I could maybe unbuckle the restraint, but Clyde only laughed at me. “Now I’ve given a few lashings but since my dominant hand is…incapacitated, Christopher will be doing the lashes today.” “I don’t know Clyde, I’ve never…” Was that hesitation Hairy 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 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. I couldn’t imagine how bad it might feel to have the pain applied to somewhere more sensitive. Taylor shouted. “Mmm, it was,” Janice moaned, my jizz dripping off her features. 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