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ridged with welts. Despite this, Suzy was still hanging onto her ankles and calling out the strokes. I turned to Peter, who was transfixed. Gazing at Suzy's punished pussy, he realised that I was looking at him and broke his reverie. I passed him the whip and indicating 'two' with my fingers, I stood aside and gestured to him to take my place to complete the punishment. He hesitated for a second, but when I nodded to him in encouragement he raised his arm and brought the whip down. He got a direct hit on the swollen cunt lips and Suzy's ass leapt off the bed as she screamed and called out, "Eleven, Master." Peter smiled with enjoyment at having the opportunity to do this and looked to me again. I smiled back and nodded that he should carry on with the last stroke. He raised it a little higher than previously and gave her the final one dead centre, and I saw some of the whip strands enter right inside her. She thrashed around in pain, letting go of her ankles as she called out the final stroke number. I took the whip from Peter, thrust the dildo-like handle fully home into her throbbing cunt, and told her to wait where she was for me to return.
I took Peter downstairs, where we had a cup of tea. I thanked him for his excellent work and asked him how much I owed him. He said that I must be joking, he would have paid a lot to come and see and do what had just happened and I was very welcome to the whip with his compliments. He said that he hoped that it got a lot of use and gave plenty of pleasure. Without making any offers about why, I said that as a very good and long time friend I thought that it was time he visited sometimes. He realised from my tone and what we had just done that there might be a bit more on offer than a drink and a chat, and he said that he would love to come around. I made an arrangement for a week ahead and showed him to the door.
Returning to Suzy, I worked her to an orgasm with the new dildo whip and my prick deep in her throat. As I was working on her, I told her that she was going to make her payment to Peter for the whip next week when she would offer her mouth to him and show him how skilled she had become from her excellent training. She could not reply because of my prick, but from her squirming I knew that she was very excited.
In the week before Peter came, we put a lot of time into cock sucking practice. Neither of us has to go out to work, so she was able to spend a lot of each day on the sofa with her head in my lap, perfecting her licking and sucking techniques. Whenever I felt like it, I would take her head firmly in my hands and deep throat her. From time to time I would give her a full-scale throat fuck. Whenever I felt a bit sore, I would instruct her to lick and suck my balls to give my dick a little time for recovery. Apart from sleeping, eating and other natural breaks we spent the majority of the time for the whole week in intensive training. She had pretty well completely overcome jaw ache by now, but on the day
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