Madison~ with Vern and Moussad<br/><br/>She didn't think it was possible but through the pain, or maybe partially because of the pain it was too hard to tall, but either way they were working her to a nice orgasm. Madi tried her hardest to hold it off, afraid to let them see that. It would be the icing on the cake of her humiliation. If she came from pain there had to be something wrong with her, at least she thought.<br/><br/>She was all but being supported by the chains alone, her back striped, welted, and bright red when Vern pulled her head back. This made her straighten up, an attempt to loosen the pressure on her scalp. Rough fingers gliding through her juices.<br/><br/>He must have been toying with her because she had already begged not to have the cackler have her. There was something about the way he looked at her that made her uneasy.<br/><br/>"No, please not him," she whispered through soft whimperish moans. Vern wouldn't have it, at least she assumed, there was no telling with these men, she would have to let him or suffer another whipping, but Madison wasn't sure that would be such a bad thing.