She was now entirely naked. She heard the artificial shutter noises of a large number of cellphones, and her humiliation was complete. Or so she thought. “I anus think it would be greatly appreciated both by the audience here and by all those who will be watching this on their computers and mobile phones, if you were to spread your legs and open your vagina with your hands, Miss Johnson. Or would you rather that I asked the guards to help you? Feel free to sit on the punishment horse if that makes it easier.” Kimberly knew she had no choice. She sat on the edge of the punishment horse, spread her legs assfuck and pulled her pussy lips apart with her hands. A close up was projected on both screens. It seemed as if everyone in the theatre was taking videos or pictures of her. She closed her eyes. “Thank you, Miss Johnson. We shall now execute your sentence.” A guard took her by the arm and made her stand. She was then strapped over the punishment horse in the same way that, it seemed an eternity ago, Burt had been. Only that she was naked, and he hadn’t been. Her legs were spread and secured to the vertical beams of the horse; her body was strapped down, as were her wrists. The camera homed in on her rear; as buttfuck her legs were spread, both her holes were clearly visible. “Twenty cane strokes are to be administered. You have a choice: you can choose the heaviest cane now and have a lighter whip used on your back and breasts. It’s up to you!” “I would like the heaviest cane, please”, Kimberly said into the microphone that the guard held in front of her mouth. “I would be grateful if the audience could remain quiet during the punishment. Miss Johnson will count out the strokes. Anyone who is detected making a buttfucking noise will earn 10 demerits!” The hall fell deadly silent. Carl raised the cane, the thickest cane, and brought asshole it down. She felt a line in her mind form; a thick red one, with all sorts of blackness beyond it. I swallowed. She stood with her hands meekly behind her back, her head dipped forward. Our bodies clashed against each other creating a euphoric tension on contact however, our make out session was short anus buttfuck lived as we were both exhausted. We all went on the tilt-a-whirl. “Damn, I love fucking your asshole!” panted Shelena. I'll call them now, what time should we show up?" I felt embarrassed but also grateful of the opportunity, I opened the robe and began to pump my cock with my fist. I groaned at the heady mix of sweet pussy, scents so similar yet with minute differences between them. “You're so lucky, Billy. I got down on one knee, I asshole took Lindsey’s hands in mine. buttfucking He smiled and slid back into what he now knew was once a virgin pussy and it swallowed assfuck him.