"Now Bend over and Spread Them!", the words cut through him as a chill shot up his spine. This was just too humiliating! But it had only begun. She made him bend over and spread his naughty little cheeks. Then she worked in the fig, slowly, without any lube, so it would burn like Hell.

Soon his whimpers of anal agony were replaced with sobs of pain from the wire coat hanger thrashing. Over and over Twilight whipped his red and tender ass with the coathanger, quiet but extremely severe. Whelts and wheals rose up on his battered behind as he promised to... Show more