. but her sadism was not quite sated, nor would it be ... till she saw him give up his seed and quiver on the rope.‘Oh yes, each lash takes you clos...r to the noose you savour! You’ll know its full pleasure when I’m satisfied you’ve earned it.’ His bleary eyes took in the spite of the massed female onlookers as he wept like a child, seeing the abject pleasure in each and every face at his humiliation as he snivelled ... beaten by a woman, defeated by a woman ... about to be hanged by a woman.. Quicker and more energetically as she progressed, until she was thumping four fingers in and out of herself, ferociously beckoning her orgasm to come. Just as her time was nearly up, she bucked violently, moaning and grunting with passion. Release came in the form of a scream as her pussy juices flowed freely over her hand. She gasped and drew in breath as if she were drowning. Gradually allowing herself to return to her calm and peaceful self. "How did I do?" was all she said, as she grinned. "We finished our latte and headed to the hardware store.I asked her. "What do want to buy?"She replied. "I need a clothes line and a very sharp pair of scissors."When we arrived at the hardware store, she found the clothes line and scissors, and I went to hand her a pulley with that.She asked. Oh, why would I need a pulley?"I put the pulley back and thought to myself. "How strange that someone would buy a clothes line without a pulley, but she's from Uptown and maybe they don't use. Neither of us could let go. We were kissing deeper and deeper until the need for air became almost unbearable. Only then we parted slightly and gasped for breath.“I’m afraid I won’t behave respectably from now on”, I whispered, making one last attempt for decency.“Good, I thought you’d never stop…” she answered delighted.When I put my hands around her waist and lifted her, she supported me by actually jumping up and bringing her legs around me. Luckily her deck - the name we sailors have for.