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erect nipples.
    Pain shot to her brain like a knife was stabbed into her chest; the crop feeling like it was cutting off her nipples. She looked down; she was sure they were sliced to ribbons and bleeding profusely. She was surprised, no blood, but they were swollen, almost twice their size. And they throbbed so hard they hurt. “EEEEGGGG.” Another slice of the crop on her upper breasts, making them dance. Jerry Lee was caught up in thes dance, slicing her breasts vertically now, visiting each nipple with the end of the crop, her body racked in pain as her firm breasts bounced erotically.
    Jerry Lee worked on her breasts for five minutes until her nipples stood out majestically, hard and swollen, easy targets for the crop. Samuel continued to masturbate her, his fingers wet with her juices, her thighs stained with her arousal. No matter how much she cried out in pain, her hips continued to undulate with the fingers that played her like a fine instrument. He couldn't tell if she was panting in pain or pleasure.
    She hated her body for betraying herself, Samuel's finger relentless as it speared her pussy, sliding up and down her slit as she got wetter and wetter in spite of the pain. Her pussy gripped his finger possessively, her virgin muscles gripping it each time the crop inflicted pain on her naked body. The crop slid lower, down over her stomach, afraid of where it would go next. Her only hope was that Master wouldn't dare slice Samuel's fingers that plucked at her sex.
    "Ready, Samuel.” They worked together as one, Samuel pulling his finger back just in the split second before the whip slashed across her hips, catching the lips of her pussy, the cross pushing her loins out. She shrieked in pain, even as Samuel's finger returned, this time masturbating her more urgently, now pinching her clit, yanking her pussy lips, fucking into her tight, virgin hole as she panted.
    She didn't think she could stand another strike of the crop, but she felt the fingers leave her, knowing the whip would soon replace it. She looked in shocked disbelief as the whip came up from the floor between her legs; Sarah screaming before it even hit her. She couldn't believe the pain as the crop slammed up between her wide-spread thighs to hit her on her unprotected pussy. The firm, unyielding leather slashed aside her puffy outer lips to leave her sensitive inner pussy exposed to the bite of the crop. Her feet almost left the ground as her body was jerked up from the unexpected pain that raced through her loins.
    Samuel thrust his finger inside her again, his other hand feeling the heat of her pussy as he plucked her pleasure organ erect. Her insides clung to his finger as her body jerked, this time in pleasure. He played her body, Jerry Lee leaving her time to get aroused, lightly tapping at her erect nipples, her pussy clamping on his finger each time Jerry Lee ignited the pain in her breasts.
    They alternated between pleasure and pain for five painful minutes, Sarah dancing between the cruel masters that took her body for their pleasure. Her pussy felt torn, her nipples throbbing from the bite of the crop. Each time Samuel would return to play upon her emotions, bringing her so close to the orgasm, only to be disappointed as Master lashed her between her legs. Finally, she had to end the pain, letting her body go, hoping that they would be happy if she came. And come she did, her body going into the throes of pleasure, her nipples swelling up as the pleasure raced between her legs. Not even the harsh slash between her pussy lips could stop the orgasm that raced through her body, or maybe it was what sustained it. Her pussy juices flowed profusely on Samuel's plunging finger as they played her body and the orgasms washed over her. Each time she thought it was over, Jerry Lee would slice the crop over her nipples or between her legs. Each time another orgasm would wash over her body. Finally she succumbed to the pain and pleasure; her body