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One hundred and fifty dollars each and if I break, you all get to fuck me.” This was definitely going to be a night where she didn’t break. She would be leaving with over three thousand dollars at the end of the evening. Or, at least, that was the plan. The twenty-one men and two women gathered in a group at the side of the stage to strip off. Part of Joan-e’s rules were that they had to remove their pants, dresses or whatever so that she lay over their naked legs. She instituted that rule after getting cut by something in a man’s pocket. When she was scratched rather badly by some stars on a denim blouse, she added the requirement that tops also had to come off. Some of the 23 bettors that night stripped down completely. Most stripped down to their underwear. One of the women stripped down to a very tight, black leather bikini bottom... so did one of the men. When Sailor Sam stepped out of his trousers, he left his right leg behind. A young woman tampon fetish who worked for the club ran up and handed him the pair of tampon sex crutches he had Tampon Pussy left with her. “I assume,” he said, “that you didn’t want me to leave my prosthetic leg in place. The harness would 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. 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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 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. “I’m going to count them down backwards,” he whispered in her ear and then he slammed his huge, calloused hand hard into her left asscheek. “Four,” he said loudly. The audience was confused, but not Joan-e. Sitting down I quickly spread my legs wide, sighed and hoped that I had an invisible audience. So I offer no resistance as Leesha takes hold of my upper arm, urging me to continue. “I’m… I’m not sure yet” I answered slowly. Tina’s Mom and Melanie sat tampon sex at the dining room table chatting it up as if they were old Tampon Pussy sisters. “What about Ace?” Juice asked. As she went looking for him she was surprised to see him busy preparing breakfast and there was no sign of the glass he usually carried. fifth, a change Changing Tampon of action, showing tampon fetish Brian unzipping his pants, then reaching inside and finally the image of his huge cock lewdly sticking out of the zipper and shelling ropes of jism into the air. I felt someone kneeling behind me. Then I felt a prick pushing against my nether opening. I could not control myself, my lust was off the chart. Sara I said, no problems i didnt mind, what is he I asked. Hello?” Eventually however, I did return to Michigan.

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