” Mark held up a hand, “No, no, it’s fine, my friend, I rented an apartment. It suits my needs better on a longer trip like this. I have an offi...e all set up, so we can get straight to business, sign the papers and then just kick back and enjoy the rest of the evening.” “Come on you two, we have work to do.” Mark’s grin was almost predatory as he held open the door of the cab. They ascended the steps to the building, with Amanda trailing behind. Mattie noticed and deliberately kicked off her. My good resolutions were shelved. I went home and dug out the heavy crop and the stock-whip Kim had given me.I also bought a copy of Phoebe's book and read it. The eponymous "harsh mistress" turned out to be the heroine's obsession with masochism and not the busty and booted, whip-wielding, red-head on the dust-jacket. Nevertheless the book was a good read and it was clear to me-the first couple of chapters at least-was based on Phoebe's introduction to rough sex at the hands of a lusty young. In her hand she had a long, narrow, lubricant dispensing, vibrating dildo. She inserted the tip of the pleasing instrument into her tight pussy, shoved it in deep, then pressed its plunger down, and squirted a little KY jelly out of the slit in the dildos head and into her warm cuntal channel, and then began stirring it around, slowly and sensuously. This was being done to prepare her vaginal channel for the gang banging it was schedule to receive from three lusty Italians, just a few short. I wiped the cum off my belly, tried to get my tee shirt clean, mumbled I’d see him in the morning for breakfast, and left quickly for my room. Later that night, while laying there on the bed watching TV, I started stroking my cock and thinking about the events earlier in Adam’s room. I became super hard and shot a massive cum load thinking about hearing Adam cum while I was looking at porn. Fell asleep and probably had one of the best night’s sleep I’d had in months.The next morning wed met.