Having your pussy twisted is already painful, but with the addition of the fresh stitched cut, it was pure agony. Tears sprang into Donna’s eyes.“...ain, my dear?” ms Brendan said sarcastically “Serves you right. Never, ever, disobey me again.” ms Brendan shrugged, obviously still angry at Donna.She walked up close to Donna and pulled her loose. “We must continue with the exercise.”“But we have to start slow, not to open up your fresh cut.” Donna was relieved to be free of her bondage. She rubbed. “Oh, yes. I miss Ellen bad.”“You need to talk to Ellen, too,” Kara said. “This is a change that will affect her, too.”“I agree that it will affect her,” Boris said, “but it changes Jake. Jake’s consent is mandatory. Ellen’s is not. Of course, this is all a bit theoretical at the moment. I might change my mind depending on how things play out.”“Nonetheless, I want to know Ellen’s feelings on this,” Jan said. “While I’m talking to her, Leanne, would you help our Jake to stay with us?”Leanne. Brains and blood splattered across the black top, and a fine mist of blood settled on my face above the bandana. Bear clapped me on my shoulder. ‘You did good, Breeze. You did damn good.’ We walked to the Camaro like it was just another day at the office, and we had just punched out at quitting time. I guess in a way it was just another day at the office, and we had narrowly avoided punching out forever. We pulled out of the parking lot slowly, after waiting for traffic, to attract no undue. Slap number two. The sensation feels great and only excites you, causing your penis to twitch again. Smaaack. Slap number three. Your cock starts to grow. Slaaap. Slap number four. ‘Thank you ma’am may I have another’ is all you can muster in measured breath as you are bracing in anticipation as these slaps are getting harder but no less enjoyable. Spaaank. Slap number five. ‘Oh, that last slap was too much, let me at her,’ you playfully scream. She reaches over and unleashes you from both.