Was this how Ona feels when she has a sissy under her foot, or choking on the end of her cock, was it as intoxicating for her, how would I feel in her...place… would it be just like this, or would her additional lust for me bring a flavour to this divine sadism that I was now drowning in, a faint voice called out to me telling me to stop.The little Bitch is still begging. I thought as I whipped again, my hardest most vicious strike yet.Ona’s voice exploded into my mind as the shock collar brought. She was wearing a dress, and when she crossed her legs, part of her thigh was visible below the hem, and I could see that she had nice legs! I think she caught me looking at her legs once or twice. Later, after the ceremony and the reception, a bunch of old friends got together for a party at my friend Chuck’s place. Chuck had a garage apartment with the lower garage floor converted into what he liked to call ‘the tavern’. There was a bar, and as was stylish at the time, there was a large spool. Strange how beauty can do that. I took the opportunity to check her out further and realized she was not yet 20 years old and had that strange fashion sense that could be called neo-pinup. Also she had a pack of cigarettes tucked into her cleavage. But what made the numbness of the road flee my balls was that her eyebrows were as red as her curls… she was natural. I wanted to throw a bag over her and drag her to a cave somewhere to have my way with her. In retrospect I should have been more. "Yes, JR knows about Ted and me. I don't know why he asked Ted, but to be perfectly honest, I'm glad he did. It sort of satisfied a fantasy of mine. I have always wondered how it would be to fool around with Ted." I giggled. "You know, he still hasn't felt me up this week." Do you want Ted to do more?" Mo asked."No, not really. Like I said, it was nice, but I love JR and I'm happy with him—more than happy. I think Ted is a great guy and all; he's my friend, but not anything more. I used to.