Ivy's body still remains taught and tense from even the slightest caress of Nell's fingers as they clean her body. All the while the masculine mind that's been forced within this exotically feminine body still trying to fight off the overwhelming waves of pleasures that this body has been trained to respond to.<br/><br/>"What! no!?" She lets out a half exhausted gasp as the merchant's command Nell reaches her ears. "You... don't need to..." A whimper leaves her lips as her body begins to shudder at the soft strokes now purposely stimulating her.<br/><br/>Why is this body so accepting of this stimulation. Derrick's mind tries to reason with himself, but with every second it pulls the attention away from the situation to think Ivy's body drags his mind back with a new and ecstatic response to the dark haired woman's touch. What's worse her body is suddenly shocked by the first blow of the belt that lands on the meaty firm part of her ass at the same time Nell's fingers work on her sensitive clit.<br/><br/>"Oh by the gods!!!" Ivy screams out in a loud feminine voice as her body surges from the sharp mixture of pain and heat. Her body jumps up with each new smack and lash of the belt only to fall back onto Nell's soft digits and warm wet tongue. Her lithe body hanging by her wrists keeping her in place as it rocks back and forth between the belt and the indentured wench that is currently being used as another tool for pleasure by the fat merchant. All of it together simply pushes her body to a higher plane of ecstasy as she feels her new orgasm boiling within the pit of her stomach, ready to explode and awash that male mind away in the pleasures of feminine pleasures.