As I said it was the Sunday when she had declared herself fit again and it was at tea when they sat and ate, swapping A4 printer paper notes on which ...ere written the fantasies, then they solemnly flipped a coin, Mary calling heads, it came down for her and she smiled. His page said, he wanted to be used like Gerald, and that he would be returning the favour next week if she liked it or not, he so wanted to be used and degraded, and to watch her with the butcher on Thursday, but for more than a. The pressure was intense as they clamped hard onto her sensitive nipples. He flicked and moved them to toy with her, and laughed as she groaned and her body shook and shivered with the manipulation.He took the cat again and flicked it across her naked breasts, the laces slapping her with little stings. He flicked harder as she writhed under the blows. Her white flesh was turning light pink. Her areole and nipple buds were dark red. Repeatedly he flicked the cat across her. She moaned with each. "I love this. You know I do, don't you?"I loved to feel her like this, feel her fingers inside her pussy with my fingers in her ass."I love to do this to you Babe, to fuck you like this, to make you moan. You make me feel like a God!" Then I'm your Goddess. Feel how wet you've made me, you did that, your fucking fingers did that." Where am I fucking you, Hon, where are my three fingers, tell me where they are?" They're in my ass. Oh God, they're in my ass, and it feels sooooo good. Like I'm. She smiled and a small hiccup of a laugh escaped her. It reminded me of other times I'd heard that laugh, times that I felt something similar for her, that lust/confusion mix, and wondered what the laugh was about."What was the laugh for?" It sounded wrong to me as it did her.She shook her head slightly. "Not what you think." She let out a long sigh. "Oh, where to start?" How about the beginning?"She nodded. "Yeah, but I'm going to have to go back a bit further." I tilted my head slightly to.