The whipping continued for several minutes until Linda was reduced to a whimpering mess hanging from her bound hands. I walked up to her carrying a large jar of honey. Porn videos You have to be punished for what you have done.”
Linda replied, “Maybe we can work something out.”
He answered, “What do you have in mind?”
“Maybe you could punish us and then you wouldn’t have to tell anyone.”
The boys made a big show of talking among themselves and then the leader said, “OK. Some of you were planning to leave this week anyway. The driver triggered the gas canister as he closed the door and she was unconscious before the car left the entry lane. “These are called Indian Insect Whips. I had put the fear of God, or at least the fear of my dad into all of them. The forest was quite except for the sounds of the crickets and the katydids and, of course, the whimpering of Linda as flies and mosquitoes and numerous other bugs crawled over her body. We walked down on a rather overgrown trail.
