The sound of Master’s laugh made her go red in the face and somehow she felt ever the more sensitive down there. A smaller dick slammed into her ass...and she felt tears sting her face. The pain and pleasure of double penetration was almost too much. And she still had hands feeling around her body, stroking, caressing and grabbing viciously. She heard the faint voice of her Master as he quietly stated “I’m bored” and the sound of the whip rang out again, and she heard the man smashing her asshole. Mike nodded and started for the door after registering a knocking sound that the women didn’t seem to hear. He guessed it would be Jan, but this time he would be ready. There would be no pushing past him this time. He opened the door, his full frame filling the slight gap in the entrance. Jan stood there in front of him. She looked at him sternly. “I’m sorry, I want to come in,” she said. “I don’t think so,” said Mike shaking his head. “You need to let me in, I need to show Emily I love her, I. He began again there, trying to find a way to find something to live for without her. He wrote her from time to time. If she answered at all, it was a polite two-line note. A few times he called her, and she spoke to him, with warmth and even a hint of concern, especially if he was crying. She didn’t like it when he cried, but sometimes… She offered him no hope, but at least she didn’t hang up. He remembered bits and pieces of some of those calls for years: ‘Charlie, I promise you’ll get. Then she ordered, “Spread your legs apart”. Bob willingly opened his legs wide with his ass hanging off the edge of the chair. Ann dipped down low and with one thrust stuck her tongue as far up his ass as she could push it. He almost lost it right there. It was clear that he had never had that experience before.I knew that he had he had premature ejaculation problems from talks we had and he couldn’t take the combination of her stroking his cock thrusting in and out of his ass so he pushed her.