His slow, sensual, unhurried strokes whispered promises to her skin of more delights to come, knowing they had nowhere to go and no one to please but ...hemselves till the following day. “Sweetheart?” Henry started to ask “Yes, Sweetpea,” Xena replied. Henry grinned at her affectionate name for him. The gentleness of the name at odds with his height and frame. “Have you everything for your Ball tomorrow or is there anything left you need to get?” He was referring to the Charity Ball Xena had. I had no choice at that point and to be honest I had no desire to control anything! I slammed myself down onto her and felt each and every throbbing jet of boiling cum that I shot into her boil up from my balls and into her bowels.Lying on top of her I was pounding her hard into the bed and I looked down and saw that I was buried to the root in her bum and we were each shaking and quivering. Her body would spasm in pleasure and then I would and back and forth the incredible sensations jumped. Her eyes were still blind folded. I was bent over with my hands tied to two saw horses. Soon one of the guys started talking. He was a tall man, with strong features. You could clearly tell he was the leader of the group. As he talked, his large hands were sliding over Lisa's ass. Lisa always loved a strong hand on her ass although her Mistress desires always kept her from admitting this to many. The man spanked her ass once and continued talking. He told her, "I know you want more and I know. I really had no intention of exercising, but Ms.Jennifer had arranged for me to use a gym called Victory Lady Fitnessthat was just a few blocks east of campus. She felt that working out oncampus at the Rec Center may be asking for trouble from some of the old"thugs" in my dorm. While saying it was not easy was an understatement,again I adjusted to my new metabolism after about 5 weeks. It was aboutthis time that I began keeping a transitional journal and seeing myDeborah, my new therapist. Deb.