"Another blow, this time to the other nipple. "Two."Mistress alternated blows, striking first one nipple, then the other. Each time the crop came in c...ntact with Sandy's sensitive, engorged nipples, it was all she could do to get the number out of her mouth. It seemed an eternity before she finally screamed out, "Ten!" Good girl," Mistress praised her. With that, she offered the crop to Sandy's lips."Kiss the crop, slave."Sandy immediately complied – kissing and tonguing the crop as though it. .. please let me go... !" Don't be ridiculous, Baby," Max replied with a leer. "It boils right down to this... if that punk-husband of yours can fuck my wife, then I can fuck his... and that's exactly what I intend to do... after you've taken a look at the video tape I'm going to show you." He walked to the large TV set and began to manipulate knobs, while she stared at him in further confused abhorrence at his nightmarish lie, her whirling brain searching frantically for any avenue of. He smiled when he saw my feminine chest. He leaned me back to the bed and kissed down my neck. His lips barely brushed my fake bra, and tickled my stomach. I erupted in giggles and he laughed along with me.I grew quite and my breathing got quick as his hands felt my legs encased in tights. He spread them apart slowly and moved ever closer to my groin. He pulled down the tights, my underwear and started to caress my hard penis. It wasn't that big, and his hand nearly covered it as it went up and. This is where you have to face what's altering it all. Safety equals death! Remember!"Peter ran and tried to branch as far from Main Street as he could into the far parts of town. Whatever was going on here would be a threat to Laura. He had to get back to her. He could hold his ground at the homestead against whatever it was anyways. But wait, the old man had warned against it. Had it already reached his homestead? Peter had to get home! He ran for the opposite side of town, trying to take as.