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Ever since the idea of using a bull-whip had crept within Anthony's mind, he went about taking classes to learn how to properly control the whip, needing the ability to precisely hit his intended target spots. His instructor had joked one day during practice about how quickly Anthony was learning, amusing Anthony knowing that the man was completely unaware of his true intentions for his training, which in itself had aroused Anthony making this moment even more pleasurable than he expected. Poor Annabelle had no way of knowing what was about to happen, which is what Anthony had wanted, not even the whooshing sound of the whip moving through the air was any form of warning to her. The first strike hit just below her asian right shoulder, running diagonally down her back before ending just above her left ass cheek. At first the blow had been overwhelming japanese that it took a second for it to register with Annabelle, whose eyes suddenly clinch tightly shut as a high pitch scream ripped from her throat, only marginally muffled by the gag. With the sheer size of his property, along with the overgrowth of trees that surround it, Anthony was not concern with his distance neighbors hearing anything. Hanging from her restraints Annabelle gasped between tears as the pain was undescribable, bracing exotic upon hearing the whooshing of the next blow. This time it started on her opposite shoulder, while the next was more vertical across her middle back. After a dozen strikes angry red whelps were quick to develop after each impact, each five times the width of the whip's tip, her throat severely irritated from her continuous screeches and screaming. Anthony continued a dozen more times across her ass cheeks and thighs, Annabelle only vaguely aware of his soft laughter until it began growing louder as he walked over to her, pulling the blindfold free revealing her bloodshot tear-filled eyes. Which widened upon spotting the whip Anthony dragged along the ground behind him, as he moved to stand in front of her. Grimacing, Annabelle begun struggling against her restraints realizing that it was not yet finished. Cracking the whip at his sides, Anthony torment Annabelle for a moment, several times whipping it so that it snapped just centimeters in front of Annabelle's face, causing her to jerk back against her restraints. To her disbelief she spotted that the front of Anthony's pants was fully tented from his erection, Erica even believed it seemed larger than it normally was, neither able to understand how this could excite him. Not that Annabelle had time to give it much thought, for Anthony having grown tired of playing around, flicked the whip so that it snap down across her left breasts, before quickly doing the same to her right, making sure both times her nipples had been inline with the cracker. He quickly moved on to her stomach, angling the whip so that it would crack down across portions of Annabelle's pussy, earning a bloodcurdling screaming that finally ended when she blacked out. Though a bit disappointed that it had not lasted longer, Anthony dropped the whip down next to his bag, more than satisfied knowing that this was only just riding the start of tonight's fun. "Let's get a beer," he told his wife laying his arms over her shoulders, leading her back inside, but the moment they entered Anthony violently shoved Erica forward. Who slammed into the dining table before being forced to bend over it, as Anthony went about repeatedly slapping her ass saying, "never get between my desires and that bitch again. She is mine to do with as I wish," Anthony growled before walking over grabbing two beers, handing one to Erica as he quickly finished his off. Anthony retrieved four water bottles from the fridge placing them next to the stone slab once back outside, moving back to where Annabelle's limp body hung, struggling a bit as he tried to free her restraints from the chain. Anthony wrapped an arm around Annabelle just before she dropped loose, lifting her into his arms carrying her over to the rock slab, placing her upon japan the cold smooth surface. As we are exotic are all tired, we all head to bed. ‘Are you sure? “You've been bad, Mommy. I asked the guys. The frigid water shocked her, and asian snapped her out of her daze. "OK, Ill do it first thing." Somehow Niky knew from Miruna that the baby is from her brother Alex. japan I felt hotness and movement as fluid, now poured out of my penis on each out-stroke. Joan-e was now arched almost in a bow. riding “With japanese those casts on your arms we won’t be able to get your dress on and the only other thing that we have is that kid’s hospital gown.