‘Does any of my past scare you?’ ‘No,’ I replied, adding a smile. Strangely, I understood her better because of it. There was a weird tie bet...een her past and mine. ‘I don’t give a shit about it either.’ Amber held out her hand over the counter. I took it in mine. ‘I find you most worthy,’ Amber said with a sweetness that slipped easily past my doubts. She obviously had a few screws loose. Who else would want me as is? I pulled her hand to my lips and kissed the back of it. ‘You’re insane,’. He had the whip I'd made and I promised not to scream and so he kissed me again and stroked my hair (short, dark, a bit curly) and began to whip me. At first, he was too nervous and gentle, but then he got more confident (and more certain that I wouldn't shout out) so he hit me harder. I could hear the whip coming. That tiny moment between that sound and the sudden strike and that immediate shock and the burning pain was amazing. Anticipation and reward. I was loving it. Over my shoulder blades. This time I cave-in slightly with my kiss. I part mylips just enough and pause before lifting my mouth away.I continue on. You felt my kiss all the way into yourheated vagina, the need to be filled with something,anything, arises from your pelvis. I don’t spend a lotof time on your lower legs, not much to do but I takethis opportunity to once again guide your now pliantlegs to the edge of the low table. They move with easeat my subtle motions. Again, your feet sense the feel of my silk. At that moment, his Executive Secretary stood up and dismissed the group, telling them that she would email everyone the talking points of the scheduled meeting. And with that, he sat down like a lump. Staring into space.Now this was no ordinary secretary as she was hand picked by his Wife. Only he didn’t know that. He thought he promoted this Hot redhead himself from the clerical pool. He loved redheads and tall Women. So She was tall, like his Wife. He was only 5’7” (171 cm) and they were.