Pussy Pam…Tell me what it is you liked me to do with your wet Pussy? Again he sensed her resistance, this time recognising it as she bit lightly on ...er lip. It was clear her mind was in conflict, her body wanting one thing, her mind another. He squeezed her nipple firmly between finger and thumb, yet not hard enough to hurt her. He pressed his lips close to her ear. Give in Pam. Tell me what it is you used to love me to do with Pussy. This time one whispered word escaped her lips. Lick. He. "Alan crossed his forearms but didn't reply."So, we were wondering..." she continued."We?" he interrupted."I mean... I was ... hoping you could help me and your sister out."He frowned at her including Sharon in her arm twisting."I don't want to date other people," she continued. "But people in the sorority and the frats will wonder why I don't date." So ... you want me to do what wasn't right to do with Randy," he said flatly.Gerri looked further embarrassed. "Well, yes, but you're not at UT. He put the other cuff on me. They felt like lead weights. I knew I was being compliant, that I should fight harder…but I was in that place again, that place where...…where I want to be…He silently walked behind me, seeming to understand that I needed the silence. To feel everything. He was gentle but stern in bringing my arms behind me. I heard a simple click and my hands were cuffed behind me.Out of the bag he pulled a leash. He clicked it to the ring.…yes, walk me, show me off to everyone,. As she revealed more of Amanda’s flesh, she had to bring her hand to her mouth to keep from crying out. There were deep, dark welds which cut diagonally across her back. “Holy fuck!” Mattie gasped. “Amanda! What the fuck happened? Jesus!” She pulled the zip back up again. “Mark, drugged you, Mattie and he didn’t like me taking initiative, but I knew that he was going to hurt you, badly. I had to get you out of there. There have been, well... casualties before, I just couldn’t...” Amanda began.