I'm so glad I was brought here, because otherwise I'd not have met you." The same goes for me, darling. If we ever go back to Earth, it must be togeth...r. I never want us to be apart again!" I suppose we'll be apart after the knife fight. Except when I come to whip you tonight and every night. Last night was the last we'll spend together, not that it was that much fun - not with you unconscious after I'd beaten you. You might have easily lost today because of being so weakened. But the Great. He almost couldn’t speak, as he asked, “How were you punished?”“Teresa called it caning.”Beth and Sabrina were now more upset than Grant. Sabrina especially, since she knew personally what caning felt like.“My Father used to cane Tom and me,” stated the beautiful young downtimer. “He stopped after Tom threatened to kill him if he ever did it again. I think he has now come to regret those actions. At the moment, I also think it’s very good that those two women did not make the time jump with the. Fuck that guy.’ A few hurried steps and I was away from his grabby hands, trotting into the empty ladies room and occupying a sink.I was a hot mess, hair tangled and wild, dried rivers of mascara branched out over my cheeks. Grabbing a rolled towel from the mound sitting between each pair of sinks, I wiped a mixture of several facial fluids off my upper lip, along with what pride I had left.The restroom was quiet, as the path to get here involved several corners, multiple walls separating it. I can feel my pre cum already starting to drip from the end of my cock and I know that if I were to turn on the light and look between those two legs, I'd find a pool already collecting on the drawn-back sheets. I don't care though. It'll wash out in the laundry when I do it tomorrow.Again, movement on the bed beneath me, as an arm is raised and a hand swipes up and down my right arm, not stopping until it reaches my shoulder and then moves up towards my face, caressing my beard-covered chin,.