.differently to being spanked.Me: Not just to being spanked. It was, well, everything.Interviewer: Like?Me: For example, when I got thumped, I remembe... repeatedly thumping myself. When my mom smacked my mouth, I remember smacking my own mouth after, over and over again.Interviewer: So, why do you think you did that? What caused you to want to do that?Me: Caused it? I don't think anything caused it. It just seemed I was...different. I was wired to enjoy it, or something.Interviewer: That can't. I crouched down and liftes up her chin, she smiled and we kissed. As we kissed I slipped my tongue into her mouth and she did the same back. I slipped my hand down her Indian dress onto her breast and she moaned, as I fondled her tits, circulating my fingers round her hard nipple she moaned again. standing up and moving behind I found the zip to her dress.As I pulled down the zip I slipped my hands inside her dress and onto her tits, removing her bra I rolled her nipples in my fingers, she. I’m going to cum.,’ she cried thrusting her hips against him as he furiously rode her. ‘Cum for me honey,’ he panted as his cock sliced deep inside her. His balls slapped against her ass as he slammed almost violently into her willing hole. ‘I want you to cum all over me.’ he closed his eyes as pleasure coursed through him. Lisa panted and clung to him as she felt her orgasm rising fast. ‘Fuck, agh, oh god, I’m cummmminnnnngggggg…’ She dug her ankles into his ass as she lifted her body against. Turning her head she could tell she was wearing a very similar collar and there was a similar large dog sleeping behind her. Otherwise at each side of the cell were two bowls resting against the force field one containing some sort of vile food and the other water. At the back of the cell resting against the wall were what looked to be large litter trays presumably for her and the hound.Sophia opened her mouth to try and speak to the other girl but found that she could not speak , it did not.