"No, Mistress. The cat did not get my tongue."Laura smirked."Hands behind your back, slave."Jan did as he was told.He heard the snap of the cuffs clic... shut."Get up, slave." she whispered with a smirk.He didn't get up.She had whispered it deliberately.Her hand smacked his muscled back. "I SAID GET UP SLAVE!"She grabbed him by his hair and yanked him up."I'm sorry, Mistress!" Jan said right after.Two quick slaps to his ass cheeks from the whip."It's not okay, slave. I see how they look at you.. Jay lifted me by my waist and placed my on my knees and he continued his assault.Hethrust upwards and into me as he grabbed my tits and ran his palms down my stomach. Herubbed at my clitoris which only made me want it more. I was conflicted. He was using mybody against my will but I was enjoying it now. I had never been used this way by my husband.It was new to me and my body loved it and wanted more.It seemed when I had sex with my husband it was just the same old thing. My husband wasnot an. ”I took my time. I wanted that last fuck to last forever. Ivy wriggled and squirmed in the bed. I got her off with my hands. She begged me to fuck her.“Make love to me,” she pleaded. “I need you in me one more time.”But I wasn’t ready yet. My cock was throbbing, but I wanted her to cum again. It felt so intimate with my face between her thighs. I worked her back up to the edge. Then slowed down. She ran her fingers in my hair. She moaned my name. She played with her own tits.I brought. She'd made it down to the office by nine, but she hadn't been able to deal with much of anything. She hadn't told anyone about the snake -- the aftermath was just too embarrassing to admit, much less contemplate. Every time her mind wandered, and it wandered repeatedly, she could see the snake there in the bathtub, and the more she thought about it, the worse it got to her.No matter how bad she had to go -- and by the time that Tiffany had Henry ready for school, it was pretty bad -- she could.