“Should I?” There were a few “no”s in the group, but most of them entire nodded or cheered him on. punana’s head went back and it moaned. Sex “I don’t know, Carol. The crowd held its breath, watching punana tremble, its body tensing as it wondered what he was going to do next. “Dear, can you *try* to put your legs together?” he chided. “Holy crap! The hand stopped touching it and the cane stopped hitting its ass. “All right,” the blond woman announced, walking close to punana and clapping her hands. Were there two? She leaned forward and looked at the front of punana’s skirt. The effect was completely lost on punana. But this time, the pain was good and it came again. The front of the dress was already showing a small, damp stain. The man held the long thin cane in front of punana’s face, then brought it down across its ass again, then again, harder and faster every time until punana was howling and cumming, jerking and spasming against its harness, belly and thighs tensed. “I was right. it felt itself getting wet again. Thinking reminded it that it had been human once. Months ago, it thought about how the men’s cocks would feel or how the women’s cunts would taste.
