will beat her to death and no one will ever find her dead body. Scary wanted to use the toilet. There was a desire to whine. The woman dropped her head panting and sobbing. She vaguely hoped that other visitors to the store might come to her aid if they heard a cry for help, but she couldn’t try to bring herself to scream.

Then something happened that Summer was completely unprepared. One of Bill's buddies stepped towards the woman and roughly grabbed her hair by tilting the brunette's face up. This forced Summer to open the line and publish a protesting hoarse cry that turned into a loud lowing when a hot, rather thick, hard member of the man stuck in between the lips of a woman. Summer tried to push the swollen head with her tongue to bite the tender flesh, but the man continued to pull his hair with force and Summer could not bring herself to close her jaws.

In her, anger suddenly flared up. How dare this bastard to use her helplessness. The brunette, still moaning in protest, overcame the pain and clenched her teeth, slightly biting her penis. The man grunted.

- Bill, that bitch bit me! He protested in protest.
- Oh, you whore! Character decided to demonstrate! You have not understood the rules of the master-T !? - snarled Bill moving away from the wall with torture devices.
- I did not come here to do blowjob some scum! - spitting out sharply pronounced Summer, whose anger completely drowned out a sense of self-preservation. Immediately untie me and I will not tell anyone what happened here!

In response, there was an insulting, cheerful laugh that made the woman fall silent in mid-sentence.

- Oh no, slut! Your adventure is just beginning! You were also told that your main role is now to serve the pleasure of others. Your opinion does not interest anyone. Your threats are ridiculous and ridiculous. Slut stupid! If you do not understand this, your life will turn into eternal pain! - By the end of the monologue, Bill’s voice resembled a hissing venomous snake.

He roughly grabbed Summer by the strand of hair at the back of his head.

- Are you ready to obey a whore?

Summer shook her head in protest and tightly pressed her lips when Bill's friend again tried to insert the head of her penis into her mouth. A sticky preezyakulyant smeared on the chin of Summer forcing her to shudder from disgust. She grimaced trying to turn her face away. The man continued to poke the head of the penis into his left cheek and nose, leaving wet, sticky strips of clear liquid on the reddened skin. This noiseless fuss lasted for a few seconds, and then Bill let go of the woman's hair from the hold and Summer dropped her head down.

And then ... Summer's left buttocks exploded with burning pain. With a quickdraw, Fraser lowered the flat pad to the charmingly round ass of a brunette and continued to do it time after time, forcing the whole woman's body to twitch on the suspension with a rattling chain. He was not afraid that scars would remain on the skin, the design of the paddle was created so as to cause a burning pain, but not to injure. The man with a whistle lowered the leather rectangle on the quickly crimson ass mentally counting the blows. He even wondered when she would give up and be aware of her unenviable role and complete helplessness.

An almost half-meter-long paddle, curving under the pressure of the air, sank down onto the tanned skin again and again, with voiced slaps. The second man watched, fascinated, as the brunettes on the ass appear all new bright red stripes.

Summer finally broke through. She screamed so that her ears rang. After 5 blows, there was a feeling that her skin had burst, and each blow accounted for bare nerves. A hail of tears quickly soaked the bandage covering his eyes and poured down his cheeks.She turned her head back, staring blindly over her shoulder, and prayed for Bill to stop beating.

Frazier didn’t react to her heart-rending cries while still methodically lashing her teacher's ass. He struck blow after blow gradually lowering the paddle down from the sacrum along the buttocks to the hips. With each new slap, the tonality of Summer screamed, becoming taller, turning into a hoarse squeal. The woman’s saliva was splashing out of her wide-open mouth.

The man struck at least 10 blows, but Summer seemed to be ten times larger, and now the entire surface of her ass is torn by millions of small claws, pinching off a piece of meat. She remembered the burning pain from the blows of a tennis racket, but what was happening now was much stronger just intolerable. She tugged at her arms and legs so that if the clips were not provided with a soft backing, she had long since been stripping her skin on her wrists and ankles.

- Well, you changed your mind? Ready to open your dirty mouth and give pleasure to my friend? Asked Bill, leaning toward the woman.

Summer sobbing biting swollen lips shook her head. Bill expected a similar reaction. Very often, when breaking up before one blackmailer, the victim suddenly bucked and stopped submitting to the will of any other who tried to take advantage of the situation. Now she perceived the situation not as a continuation of Todd's trials, but as a simple attempt at rape. All the same, Summer was not a limp rag and had dignity and pride otherwise never would have earned a reputation in school and society. With such Bill liked to work especially. He felt even more pleasure when they finally surrendered and fell into the pool of depravity, becoming the most untied slut and whores.

For a moment, Summer seemed to have won. She did not associate this monster with the master-T, considering that she accidentally fell into the clutches of several perverts. But her joy was not long; women struck ten more powerful blows at the exhausted ass.

At some point, she simply lost her mind from pain, drooping on a wide belt pulling off her stomach. The men left the room waiting for the victim to come to his senses. Bill left the paddle lying on the sweaty brunette's back, bent from the sweat as a reminder.

When she awoke, Summer felt that the pain had subsided a bit, but on sensations her whole ass turned into one bloated burn. The woman’s mouth was dry and terribly thirsty. She heard the door open and someone entered the room.

Bill walked over to the shackled victim, holding the phone with the front camera turned on. He pulled the blindfold from Summer's eyes swollen with tears and brought the i-background screen to her face. Summer focused a scattered look and swallowed convulsively. Todd - Master T was looking at her from the screen.

A woman's heart stopped beating in her stomach. A cramp appeared. The brunette turned cold at last realizing that this is not some kind of rape, this is another Todd game. Summer let out a disappointed scream, wanting to get as far as possible from this terrible place, internally realizing that it was all over.

“Why don't you do what my good friend Bill Fraser orders?” Asked Todd, staring at the frozen face of the woman.

Summer cried silently. She clearly understood that her life was broken completely and irrevocably. What began as blackmail only 6 days ago when she sincerely believed that she could get out of a difficult situation brought her to an absolute fall, turning into a non-reasoning piece of flesh, naked, tied up in an adult store, experienced the most humiliating and painful whipping in her of life. Designed to meet the dirty desires of complete strangers. Although all this humiliation and pain faded compared with the realization that everything will never be the same. She disappeared completely and now her life will turn into a continuous series of service to disgusting perverts.

“Forgive Master T,” Summer slumped, opening her lips. I didn't know that Mr. Fraser is your friend. I just went to his store to buy things on your list.- Summer was silent and again silently wept.
- Look at me whore! Todd ordered.

Summer threw up her head, brushing the disheveled hair that had been turned into untidy icicles and then soaked hair. She looked at the small screen that sank ... Read more →