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Brandt's hands were on my breasts, plucking and pulling my already hard n*****s. I was breathing hard but still trying to concentrate on the stage. I wanted to do as he commanded, but it was hard to concentrate. I watched Daniel with the flogger. He wielded it with confidence. I saw pink mar Natalia's skin as she flinched with each strike. I couldn't hear very well from back here but I imagined the moans and gasps coming from her mouth.
How is she comfortable with this? She had seemed so innocent when we spoke. I wonder if I will ever allow Brandt to strip me in this room. This feels like it should be intimate, behind closed doors, but then he grabs my t**s hard once more. Suddenly, I want to be exposed to the crowd. To have Brandt own me in front of everyone. Where did that thoug
