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I am serving them both this evening. My sir and my girl. She has some power in our exchange for once.

I have cooked them dinner and I am kneeling between them. She lifts up her skirt and makes me lick her cunt. I light their cigarettes and fetch them anything they want.

When we go upstairs he pulls me on to his lap and pushes his hot flesh inside me. I am so happy and lost. He tells her to select something to hurt me with from the toy box. I get hit repeatedly on my breasts and buttocks with the nasty sharp whip of a fibre glass cane. I can feel the bruises and lines erupt with each hit and in whimpering and begging and trying to fuck him as he's demanding me to do. I can feel him twitching inside my cunt and I know he's enjoying this.

He lifts me off him and pushes me onto my knees. He fetches the tawse and my begging becomes eratic and feverish. "Please sir, please don't, please" he hits across my already sore skin and I'm crying and drooling into her cunt which is under my face and looking at her and trying to beg with my expression for her to stop it all.

She looks at me and smiles lazily. He tells me to touch myself and I come against him.