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If her legs were a little wider apart, the woman would have been spanking her slit. The way it was, each spank shot through her like an electric spark that somehow originated from her cunt. One of the men was hitting so that only his fingers, and not the palm of his hand, was striking her ass. It felt different. She wasn’t sure whether or not it hurt her more, but she was pretty sure that he would have a swollen hand in the morning. Sailor Sam was again the last to spank. For some reason, he sat very still before he began to spank. Then he slowly pushed her farther and farther out on his lap. Suddenly she could feel the end of his stump rubbing her pussy. He was able to move it so it rubbed from the base of her slit all the way to the top. In fact, he seemed to be able to hold it exactly under her clit as he spanked. She was moaning quietly by the time he finished his fifth swat... and she wasn’t acting. Before he let her go, he leaned down close to her and whispered softly, “You will cum like a banshee on the fourth round.” Maybe if he hadn’t said that... or perhaps maybe if Joan-e didn’t think so much about it as the other twenty-two contestants smacked her ass... maybe, just maybe, she would have been able to get through the entire four rounds of spanking. The way it was, she nearly lost control at the end of the third round as Sailor Sam’s stump again rubbed and bounced against her clit with each of his five swats. This time, before he let her up, he whispered in her ear, “Next round, fourth swat, you explode.” Have you ever tried not to cum? Some really submissive sluts can put off their orgasm like a well-trained dog balancing a dog biscuit on the top of their nose. Then the Master says “Cum,” and they explode. Joan-e had never been trained not to cum. She wasn’t a submissive slut, she was a pain slut... specifically she was a spank slut and Sailor Sam was uniquely equipped to simultaneously drive both the spank side and the slut side of that well over the edge. Fourth round, twenty-third spanker; five swats left; Sailor Sam stopped to lightly rub Joan-e’s flaming ass. “I’m going to count them down backwards,” he whispered in her ear and then he slammed his huge, calloused hand hard into her left asscheek. “Four,” he said loudly. The audience was confused, but not Joan-e. She knew exactly what he meant and was visibly shaking with fear and with pre-orgasmic tremors. “Three” he said even more webcam loudly with the Solo next slap. Joan-e responded with a loud grunt through her clenched teeth. Her hands had risen off the floor and were out in front of her like Superman flying through the sky. I reached up and covered Sherry’s bouncing breasts as she flexed hips, fucking me. 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