Welcome to Lorelei's game, where in order to get romped, Nomad must first endure 200 whacks. She starts him in a firm pose collar, gag, sleep mask and a duo dozen wooden pegs, then makes him recite a list of creative compliments on his way to counting off 200 torturous hits. Oh yeah, and his man-meat is locked in a painful cell the entire time. Nomad makes his way thru all the shoe sucking, donk adore, soles canning and ball striking he can stand before she eventually relents and takes his hard manmeat into her coochie. Was it worth it? Nomad thinks so.
