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Then Lenarta whacked him on the side. Another squeal. Reesha's whip, a thin bullwhip type, licked his chest. Same thing. And on they went, to his cute noises and writhing on the pole impaling him. They targeted his chest and belly, back and buttocks, and all across his thighs. Red welts appeared where the leather smacked. They deliberately avoided his genitals at first, getting the rest of him due attention first. As expected, he cried and he begged. And the ladies laughed and made all other sorts of noises of pleasure and amusement. All of them getting horny all over again. Speaking of horny, despite the pain cased to him (or more like because of it, the way the Elixir worked), the boy's cock was getting indian no less hard. Jutting out all invitingly, waiting for it's turn. And perhaps it was getting to be time to give it the attention it deserved. The ladies paused their whips for a while, repositioning themselves as to all stand in front of him. The caressed and teased the engorged, involuntarily aroused sex organ with their whips. The boy knew what they intended, and reacted accordingly. Such sweet begging. Boys so disliked having MILF their cocks tortured! Which, of course, was the whole point. The Goddess smiled down upon the sexual torture of young male slaves, the Head Priestess always said. It prepared their souls for her realm, where they suffered for her eternally, tortured and raped by her and her ferocious demonesses. Lenarta sniffed at the superstitious nonsense stuck in her head. No one really believed that stuff, yet acted accordingly. The dogma so perfectly fit their wicked desires! Without warning, then, she gave the cock the first blow, hitting the shaft. The boy jolted and gave a cry, and just as soon Galiffssae's scourge swissed in the air and landed on it's target, kissing the cock from base to tip. He squealed, and then Reesha gave her long whip a skillful flick, which resulted in the tip catching the cockhead. And they kept whipping. As blow after blow kept pelting the boy's cock, he hopelessly dangled, bucked, and cried, and begged. But even as the cock turned red and striped, it yielded none of its hardness. “You’re applying for student council?” she asked, with a bit more condescension in her voice than I’d like. Wrapping the carpet into a smaller package would make it far less noticeable. “You would like that wouldn’t you,” whispered Katy in her ear, her breath sending shivers down her spine, “getting fucked from behind by a man with a huge cock.” She continued to fondle MILF Liz’s small breasts. He landed on the other side and charged straight towards the nearest howitzer, moving as fast as a cheetah. “But what?” I whirled around and smiled as it crashed into the ground. I knew when she told me this part that it would turn her on. I felt his soft fleshy chest in my back which I enjoyed much. “Oh, god, I do. At the same time I could feel my juices flowing and I knew that it wouldn’t be long before I had an indian orgasm. Her green eyes were half-slitted, and her slightly curling mane was rumpled and straying around her neck. We were able to work on passing drills. "What a wonderful idea! I wasn't sure if anyone had their eyes on me, but I did my best not to give myself away.