He would slap her ass and demand she call him daddy.Derek would shout things like, “Come on, girl, get my bollocks in your mouth and suck ‘em like...gobstoppers,” and “Sit on me face so I can stick me tongue up your ass”.I would lie there masturbating frantically, listening to the sounds emanating from my mother’s room. It was a massive turn on hearing Derek treat my mother in such a manner. It brought back memories of sex with my first boyfriend, a much older man called Paul, who took my. "Aaaaaaaaah! Shit!" She dropped the trigger control and in a flash her hands were on her ass, rubbing the sting away. "Holy Christ!" she said, to no one in particular, "That was a FIVE?!" When she had released the trigger, the machine dutifully stopped. Of course, it made no particular response to her question. It simply whirred quietly. Waiting. When Claire had composed herself, she reached up and slapped the intensity knob down to 1. She looked hard at it. One. Her hand reached for the knob. She wanted me to remember her.I also knew that she was someone I knew and that we'd had a long standing relationship and that our relationship was a sexual one. I was sure that she was my girlfriend and probably a live in, since she often used terms like, "Home," and, "Our bed."I could also tell that though she was dying for me to remember her, she was very careful. She didn't feed me any information or tell me anything. She too was concerned with not damaging my psyche or my memory by telling. I decided to get out and see the sights. That led me here. I’m Richard Steward,” I held out my hand, “and I’m here to scratch an itch.”She took my hand with a smile.“I’m Amanda Knox, proprietor of this establishment. I know who you are from the frantic calls I have been receiving from a couple of Sub-Decurions over in Celeus Township. As soon as I saw you enter, I let them know that you were in good hands.” She looked around the room.“Well, Lieutenant, only about a third of our girls are on the.