I try to push back the pain and focus on the prize. On the next run, a male sub gets close to me. We are only steps away from the finish. I look back ...nd give him a smile, but the next green light is called and he zooms past me and wins the contest. I am taking my clamps off when they call the losers to the punishment table again. I step up in line, the others are in front of me. Each take their lashes from the rather severe whip. The sound of the whip striking them has my stomach churning.. Our lips moved closer and we started kissing ….The kiss lasted more than 5 minutes and while kissing we started feeling each other…The kiss broke when her mom called her name. She broke the kiss and said bye. Pulled her back and pinned her to the wall and asked when will you come again. She smiled and said you will get to know…she ran away giving a peck on the cheek. After that day we started getting more close and we use to steal small moments and kiss each other.Then one day there was a. I can feel my body begging for a release, but it seems like that’s not going to happen just yet. He pins my hands above my head, and kisses me deeply. He’s grinding me slowly and I feel my legs spread willingly, as though a higher force has taken over my body. The touch of his skin on mine, his strong arms holding me down, the masculine smell of his body, the pressure between my legs... I feel completely overwhelmed. He stops kissing me for a second and I catch my breath. The bulge in his. His father had made money in alcohol. I knew I was counting my chickens before they were hatched, but I couldn't help myself. I knew I should feel guilty for making a profit and thinking of my success over a man's eventful death, but I didn't. This was a cutthroat world. Dog eat dog as the saying went. If I didn't do it one of the other partners would and now that blood was in the water, all of them were thinking the same thing. How could they land all of his assets? Besides as nice as Shirley.