Claire and Eve notice your hard-on.

Before you could answer, Tracey pounded your face with her slaps, alternating left and right.

"A big, strong boxer is defenseless against being slapped silly."

Tracey laughed as she continued to dominate you.

You could not offer any resistance. You were so spent from all previous beatings by Claire and Tracey. You just laid on the ground and took whatever Tracey dished out at you.

Somehow, you found this whole situation - the hot redhead in bikinis sitting on top of you, slapping you silly at her pleasure, making you defenseless by pinning your arms to the ground, very attractive, which didn't escape Tracey's friends.

"Hey Tracey, he really enjoys it. Take a look behind you."

"Of course, I've told him that he is going to enjoy my handiwork."

Tracey stopped slapping you and looked over her shoulder.

"Stay here. Don't even think about escaping if you know what's good for you"

Your eyes soaked up Tracey's beautiful body as she stood up. You watched her shapely legs and sexy ass as she stepped over you on her way out of the ring to the pile of her and Eve's clothes, where Tracey squatted down to get something from her handbag.

Tracey's back was turned to you.

You also noticed that Claire and Eve were distracted, engaged in a lively talk, leaning on ropes and arms folded, showing off their tanned bodies.

Is this the moment to make a run for it?