<strong>Maddy</strong><br/><br/>Maddy listened to him and she knew he wasnt like that.  How could a man pretend to be a normal man when he enjoyed the things he did?  When he did what he did?  She hissed at his words, "You are as bad as the rest, you pretend you are more civilised, more of a gentleman, but you arent, you will hurt us as soon as look at us" she told him, her voice full of loathing for him.<br/><br/>Her legs were forced apart by the spreader bar, she was tied so she couldnt do anything.  She took a breath, "well, go on then, I know you are both looking forward to this.  So go ahead and do it." She sneered, knowing she was going to be torn to shreads by the whip and wondering if they would actually care, if the Reverend would go mad or whether he would stop after a few lashes.  She knew she was at their mercy, if they had any that was.<br/><br/><strong>Helen</strong><br/><br/>Helen moaned softly as he caressed her nipple, making it so hard.  His gentle touch didnt fool her, she shivered knowing he was at his worst when he was in this mood.  She watched the clamp move closer to her and she whimpered, his words bought a nod from her and she gulped.  Then the clamp bit down and she cried out loudly, her voice full of pain.<br/><br/>"That really hurts Master" she whispered, her body aching with need.  4 more sat there and she looked at him, "you're going to hurt this slut Master arent you?" she said softly, lowering her gaze from his.<br/><br/>