Nancy removed a flicker whip from her s*x toy purchases and handed it to Sally. This was a three-foot long crop with a thin, braided tassel at the end. It was marketed as causing a sharp, vicious stinging sensation. And in Sally’s hands, this was more than true. She flogged the bottoms of his feet about ten times before Nancy grabbed the whip to give the others a chance. Bruce screamed so loudly through the panties, Jane had to grab a pillow and muffle the sound. He poured sweat and his face twisted in pain and anguish.
Jane pushed the wet hair out of his face and wiped it with a washcloth saying, “You are such a bad boy.” Bruce continued to lurch his upper body under Jane and scream with each stroke. Every woman took her turn, and Bruce’s feet puffed up with bright red welts and cuts. Br
