I was just pulling out of her when she exclaimed:"Oh shit! Look at the time. You need to get me home."The first five minutes of the ride home I was si...ent, but then I had to ask. "What happened tonight Grace? Not that I'm complaining mind you, but why did you do what you did tonight?"She stared out the passenger window for maybe ten seconds and then said, "I did it to get back at Dale for cheating on me." When and with who?" I don't know her name, but it happened in San Diego. When was last. I don't know what this is about, but I'm a very rich man. I'm sure we can--" Do you want me to hit you again?" the tall man asked. "I can keep hitting you if you like. Or you can be silent."Damon shook his head and stopped speaking. The two men waited in silence for at least another two minutes.Suddenly the mouse emitted a terrifying shriek, one signaling intense and unbearable pain. It fell over and its body convulsed spastically, while the mouse continued to shriek and wail in obvious agony.. Kathy was riding the train home alone this afternoon because she was late leaving school. Usually her friends, Becky and Natasha would ride with her and give her a feeling of safety. Today she was by herself. She felt a little vulnerable on the crowded train heading east.She placed her big backpack on the floor between her legs. It had all the books for the new term inside of it. Kathy gripped the rubber handle coming down from the train's ceiling with both hands to keep her balance in the fast. Almost painful, a deep tingling. My cries excite Him, they always do. He sits and watches me writhing and whimpering, my head tossing back and forth, my hips arching. Slowly the sensation fades. My body relaxes, slightly. "There, my sweet, I think that's a lesson you will remember?" He asks. "Yes, Master" I whisper. He reaches for a mirror, showing me my clit, peeking out between my bare puffy lips, jutting out hard and red. The black silken cords framing my red clit hold my attention in the.