As stroke followed stroke, he attempted to avoid crying out with the pain which was being administered; but after the fourth stroke he could no longer...contain himself and howled like a young school kid as each excruciatingly painful swat landed on his naked butt; the pain just built up and up to what seemed to be an unbearable level; but which, unbearable or not, he had to bear. By the time the tenth stroke had been delivered and Steve told him he could get up, Kyle stood in front of his. ‘No way, you’re way too old for me.’ I really didn’t mean to say that, but it was true. Luckily he didn’t pick up on it. ‘Good. Now we agree on that I’ll get us a room. Okay?’ ‘Oh god, yes please,’ I oozed, my words seemingly melting on my lips. My stomach churned wildly and my pussy tingled in a way I had never felt before as the elevator glided upwards. The bell clanked and the doors slid open almost silently, Theo leading me by the hand along the thickly carpeted corridor. Anyone passing. We can have plenty of fun by ourselves. But we see each other all the time. It would be so nice to have someone else join us for a change." Iva flashed a look at Cindy that was at least mildly irritated, if not quite truly upset. Before my pajamas hit the floor, I poured almost every bit of energy I had into building a thick shield inside my head. It might be nice to have some energy for going on the offense. But I was afraid that would prove to be a mistake. If I could avoid surrendering all. There were bottles of baby oil and a large plastic syringe. Something caught her eye and she turned and saw the television was on. Well not really the television, it was her photographs that were running as a slideshow and then followed by photos of Rob's wife Fiona showing her wonderful lipstick coated nipples. Also standing in the corner was a camera on a tripod. Suddenly she heard the door open and in walked Rob but not with James but with a woman that Chrissie immediately recognised as.