Barton had done some boxing, and he had done it as competitively as he did everything else in life. He had been a semi-finalist in the intercollegiate...boxing tournament in his weight range, and had competed against talented competitors who could hit hard. But he had never experienced anything remotely comparable to the blow he had just received. Rod had moved as fast as a cheetah and with the power of a jet engine."Let's see if you understand, bozo," Rod continued, after several minutes, when. She didn't waste anytime with open his jeans, and a moment later, she slipped her hand deep inside his underpants, scooping out his growing manhood. She ran her hand up and down its length, her fingers encasing its girth, and then glanced up at him. Billy looked down, catching her gaze and watched a smile appear on her face, which he readily return, and then she looked back to his groin. Licking the helmet, tasting his pre-cum, he longed for her to take it into her mouth. She knowing this,. "Show me your hands buster." She then took my left wrist and locked it in the restraint."Now for your right."She took my right hand and locked it restraint also. To the right of the restraints was floggers hanging on the wall. Lori grabbed a leather flogger off the wall."Are you ready for this flogger onslaught?" Yes mistress."She began to whip the flogger at my chest in an upward and downward motion. My chest got red after a few minutes of that whipping. "Do you like being whipped with the. "Are you all right?" he asked when she had her balance. "I'm fine. I am!" she protested when he gave her a skeptical glance. "It's just family drama, that's all. It's a cycle, I'm used to it. I'll get over it. I just need some comfort food and a nice dark movie and I'll be good." "What kind of comfort food?" Ryan studied him, looking for any signs of a joke, but found none. His golden-brown eyes were serious. Or, she amended, as serious as Brody Lang was likely to get. "Sushi." "Sushi?" Ryan.