He was looking forward to what he was anticipating would happen. He hoped his expectations weren’t too high but from what he already knew about Beck..., he didn’t think they were.When Becky opened the door, Kevin was surprised. He noticed that Becky now had a short haircut and had lightened her hair color more. She had a nice tan and she had maybe lost a few pounds. He told her she really looked good and asked her to turn around a few times. Damn, she did look good and there was something. And it was warm and moist. I tried to spread her legs a little but was very little help. I finally got a finger into her pussy. It was hot and wet and I tried to go deep but not much success. After like 2 minutes she pulled my hands out of her pussy and put her churidar and bra straight and just hugged me and whispered to my ears and said, sorry that I ruined you. And in my mind I was like, shit I am sorry that I couldn’t get my dick into her pussy. We slept like that for a while, and when I. .. and when the pleasure arrived, I was learning to let go of the pain ... to surrender to it ... which made the pleasure all the more intense.I had already experienced pain at the hands of Renaud – in the upstairs bar when he pinched my nipples to make me scream – but at that point I had not associated pain with pleasure. I endured the pain simply to please Him – the nipple squeeze was pain ... the anal sex was pain ... and I’d do it for him because I was in love.In hindsight (amazing how. We'd come up from Boulder and scouted out a retreat.'Lauren yanked hard with her arms and legs, grunting with effort as her muscles cried in agony and sinews strained to the breaking point. Her struggles only managed to move the thin silk sheet that was covering her body down, exposing her chest.She heard a door swing open. Lifting her head, she saw a captivating dark-haired lady walk into the room. The woman shut the door behind herself and dropped her silk robe to the floor in one fluid.