Before we had talked many days starting from small discussions. Then we used to gossip and chill a lot. One day we were chatting as usual and she star...ed sharing her problems. I used to solve her problems earlier too but now she was quite depressed I understood by her messages and asked her the issue.She said that its personal problems. After that, I forced her more to say the issue exactly. During that she talk about all her problems, I understood the issue and said that I would support her in. The corners of her mouth twitched slightly upward in anticapation. The first swipe of the whip fell on his back, and he winced, more hits followed, 5, 10, 50, he didn't count, he just felt pain, and he would have screamed if the gag hadn't prevented it, and still she kept going. After a while, declaring she needed a break, one of the jailers entered, one of the to helpers, both of them were black, well muscled and powerfully build, no hair on his head.She gave him the whip, and told him to go. The sensation was strong, and felt incredible, but there was a slight disconnect from the feeling. It was obvious her real body was responding to the touch, but she was able to concentrate on what she was doing.Sliding her fingers deep into the wet sheathe of her own sex, Danica rubbed her swollen bud as well. Absently, she parted her physical legs, discovering that the more she used the spell, the easier it was to manipulate both of her forms simultaneously. Her pleasure mounted, and her clear. On one of the tables filled with bras and other intimate wear I saw one of those pink, spring-loaded ‘boob builders’ that every woman in the world must have owned at one time or another. Remembering how I used to watch my wife work her little pink machine, I absently laid down my tools and picked the instrument up, working it with both hands and thinking of Denise. I glanced up to see the two shoppers smiling at each other. I glanced to the front of the garage just in time to see the owner.