Hour after hour she worked, tired and scared. Her focus and resolve never wavering. * Alexei and his men stood inside the farm house, searching for th... girl and the bastard who helped her escape. Kicking over a chair, he stormed into the kitchen and sweeping his arm along the counter in a temper sent the plates and mugs sitting there to crash to the floor, before storming out and shouting to his men. ‘Burn the place down, flush the cunts out.’ Striding outside, he watched as his men obeyed his. And she knew she had to fight him, hoping to lose, fearing to win. It didn’t make sense, but it was absolutely vital to her. He repeated the order he had just given her. She stared back at him; and then, within one quick move and screaming “No”, she pulled away from him and made for the door. He caught up on her before she was able to touch the handle and pushed her against the door that meant leaving him, leaving “it”, leaving what she had signed up for. He pressed her hard against it,. We made small talk and hit it off pretty well and decided to have a drink in the hotel bar, where we were both headed anyway.The bar was fairly quiet. As I said earlier, downtown is where the action is and we were way out at O'Hare. I found out, would you believe it, that his name was Dick. I almost joked about it but refrained. We ended up having quite a lot in common: same politics, interest in sports and women, sense of humor. He was 38. He worked for an airline and so was able to travel a. Then he heard the whoosh and felt the crack again. “Don’t make me repeat myself!” Jamie exclaimed angrily with that smack. Mark suddenly remembered and put his face down and rather meekly said, “Please spank me ... Mistress” A curl came across Jamie’s lips as she had not expected him to use that word so quickly. She smacked his ass one more time, and he moaned and writhed in pain.Jamie then slid onto the bed next to him, which relieved him quite a bit, as his ass was very sore. His cock was.