"Ooo, please!" Joan gasped, lifting her head, lips open wide. "Put it in my mouth! I'll suck it, suck it very good for you, Jack!"

"Fuck you, cocksucker!" he said, snapping the waist of his shorts back over his cock head. "I'm not through teaching you a few things yet."

Howie was fumbling at his pants as he watched, the need to release the pressure on his cock and balls great. He pulled his cock and balls from his pants, but the left them alone. He didn't want to come off right now. He wanted to watch the ending of what he was seeing.

"Jack, darling," Joan panted. "Please, do something to me. My pussy is on fire! It needs your cock, darling! If you won't fuck it, just kiss it a little!"

"What do you think I am, a fucking cunt licker?" Jack said, and he lashed the strap across Joan's shapely, upstanding tits.

Joan howled in pain. Her tits were very tender, and especially her swollen nipples. The pain seared the creamy tit flesh. She seldom enjoyed the pain on her tits, but it was part of the price she had to pay for the rest of it.

"Maybe I'll turn you over and beat your fucking hot ass, Joan," he said. "Would you like that?"

"Yes, oooo, yes!" Joan whimpered. "Don't hit my tits again, Jack. I can't stand it when you hit my tits that way."

"Are you telling me what to do, fuckface?"

"No, never," she replied. "But you know how tender my tits are, darling."

"Why do you think I like to hit them?" He smiled in a cruel way at her. "You have to learn who's in control, Joan. You have to learn to do anything I say, obey me to the letter."

"I do," she whispered, her green eyes fixed upon the thick outline of his hard cock. "God, I do obey you, Jack! I try so hard to obey you."