When she sat up, the sweat that had collected and pooled along her throat, between her breasts, at her elbows and hips released, sending a tiny flood ...cross her skin and on to the sheets."Damn." I can't sleep like this.She got up, went to the bathroom, and turned on the shower. It'll be cold as hell, but I might cool off enough to sleep.He woke from a slight doze when the TV slipped off his perspiring belly and tumbled toward the tile floor. Only a catlike twist to snatch the antenna saved it.. Again, she reached around him to grab the tape in front of him. Again, her breasts rubbed against his back. He could feel the twin curves as she rubbed them back and forth as she fumbled with the end of the tape. She put it across his chest and joined the ends at his back."Oh, dear," she said. "This will never do. I have to have the exact measurement at the right spot or it will not fit right."She reached around him again, only, this time she felt for his nipples with the tips of her fingers.. I could always cum hard, secure in the knowledge that I'd made her hate herself. It was a shame to loose her. I knew early on that whipping her with a bare cat of nine tales would do little to relieve me. It had made me even more frustrated, which led to me taking that frustration out with whippings as hard as I could make them. Soon, the cat of nine tales stopped cutting the flesh of her back and started to tear it. Twenty minutes in I'd bloodied her entire back buttocks and legs, when a stray. .Flashback – Tatiana – In MoscowIt was all I could do to keep from laughing and thereby let Ben know I was immediately outside the room. His new therapist, Yuliana, was known to be the toughest therapist in Moscow. Ben had made so many enemies on the therapist staff that they transferred her here just to deal with him. We had come up with a plan and I just waited until Yuliana called, "Please come into the room."I sauntered into the room and asked as sweetly as I could, "Ben, will you please.