“Do you want to come inside for a drink?” Steph asked. Peter obliged. After some time chatting Steph said she needed to quickly shower and get out...of this running gear and told Peter he could stay and watch television. Back at the massage Steph was no longer feeling herself, and was starting to drift to a sl**py state. Her dream was becoming more real, she was showering and could hear footsteps on the landing. At first she was a little worried but figured it was Peter looking for something, she. ”I hold it in her because she seems to shudder just the right way, like she’s running out of breath. She makes me feel like I’m in complete control of her, like she’s helpless to what I give her. It’s a feeling that simultaneously excites but terrifies me. I’m happy, though, because as her pussy grips my cock, I feel just as helpless, drowning in something so pure and earnest that I think she could destroy me this very moment and there’s nothing I can do about it.I grab her hips from underneath. I am on my way to a friends house to pick up his four horses today.” She starts walking again and says “Nice to meet you.” I say “What’s your name? I want your name so I can find you again.” She keeps walking away from me. She stops and looks back at me and smiles. I start walking toward her. I pull out a paper and ask if she has a pen. She looks in her purse and finds one with purple ink. I write my name and phone number on the paper and give it to her. “ Please call me “ She takes the paper. It was all she could do to remain upright as six, ten, twelve, she lost count how many strokes were rained on her unprotected arse. She was quite unable to stop herself screaming with the pain and she was far from the model of stationary acceptance as the blows slowly caused her to stagger across the floor.Eventually he stopped and threw the whip to the eunuch. Maryam threw herself to the floor kissing his feet."Thank you Master. Thank you for correcting me. This slave is so sorry for her.