He jerked and thrashed against the ropes as the belt crashed against the base of the vibe and drove it into his anus but all his attempts to escape managed were to thrust his straining cock through the O of Lisa's fingers.
Already he knew he wasn't going to make it and he'd only taken one whack. Lisa smirked up at him as he tried to keep the weight off of the rope around his cock.
"How's that Icy Hot feeling on your cock?" she asked maliciously, rubbing the engorged head with her thumb.
All he could do was mumble and moan in response.
And so it continued.
Whack. Thrash. Tease. wait.
Whack. Thrash. Tease. Wait.
On the fourth time the belt landed and his flinching drove his cock into Lisa's grasp he couldn't help himself and kept bucking against her hand until he tensed and, with a deep groan around the panties in his mouth, shot his load onto the waiting mirror.
A chorus of laughter followed this display as he helplessly tried to get his tired arms to take the weight from his aching, abused, cock.
Whack
His hips flew forwards in shock as the belt came down again.
"You didn't think we'd finished just cause you'd failed did you little bitch?" asked Sally with glee in her voice.
Whack. Thrash. Tease. Wait.
And so it went on.
After the twentieth lash had been applied Sally loosened the rope and he fell to the floor in an exhausted heap.
Tears in his eyes he looked up at the mirror. And the two loads of his cum sliding down it.
"Yes Slut. You guessed it. You're going to have to pay double for failing double." came Sally's voice from above him and he dropped his head in shame. |