Our captive still has not uttered a word even though his skin is red and broken from our many lashes. Miss Bijou and I decide its time to pour some salt on his wounds. At this point we are having too much fun him and don't care if he talks or not...
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Our captive still has not uttered a word even though his skin is red and broken from our many lashes. Miss Bijou and I decide its time to pour some salt on his wounds. At this point we are having too much fun him and don't care if he talks or not...