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168Keith said.%u201cAnd as you won%u2019t use the belt. I want you to fuck her in her arse when it%u2019s bleeding and raw.%u201d The Dean told him.%u201cThis is excessive and cruel. I thought you were a man of the cloth,%u201d Keith said.%u201cHer service will save hundreds, if not thousands, from hunger, starvation, and homelessness. She will get the great pleasure she desires to fuck men in endless numbers. You%u2019ll both become wealthy and prosper. Nancy will heal Tina straight after. Is it now so much to ask both of you to prove your worth?%u201d%u201cWhere do you want me?%u201d Tina asked. The Dean pointed, %u201cOver that chair. Take off all your clothes.Tina did. She bent over the chair, her arse outstretched. Keith slid the belt from his trouser loops and handed it to the Dean, who checked it. %u201cHmm. It isn%u2019t heavy enough.%u201d The Dean told him and returned it. %u201cI have something we can use instead.%u201dKeith watched as he went to a desk and opened a drawer, returning to show Keith what he had in his hand. It was a long Bull Whip.%u201cThis has a steel core. It should reduce the time involved. Best to stand well back. Ready, Tina. Remember, not one cry of pain and lots of begging me to strike you again.%u201dThe Dean unfurled the whip and let its length lie limp behind him as he raised his arm. He took a deep breath and lashed it down with such fury that the tip of the whip broke the speed of sound with a deafening crack and impacted with an explosion of blood and flesh, against Tina%u2019s bare cheeks. She did not cry out. The Dean did it again with the same sickening effect. And then, like a man possessed, he carried on, unceasing until not only skin was striped from Tina, but tissue and The Carer