This was insane. I also realized we were moving.She was carrying me while kissing me, I was aware, but didn’t really care. I couldn’t even belie...e how I felt, but Chic here could have done anything she wanted to me and I am not sure I would even think about stopping her. I felt her bend over and then something soft was against my back. I would have looked, but she had tugged my top up and stripped it off. My meager breasts were bare, I often went without a bra on the weekends and the gleam. Stuart lets go of me and as I look around I am stunned to see Richard there as well. He is kneeling on the floor near me. He is naked with his hands behind his head. On his ass I see red whelps from what I can only imagine is a belt. “Now I have two slaves.” Stuart says as he picks up his belt off the bed. He starts to knead and pull my nipples making them very hard. And then starts hitting them with the belt first the left and then the right back and forth. Oh the delicious pain of it is. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane.When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want. ' She moved away from him slightly and tried to ignore the sulky look on his face. It wasn't his fault, she thought. Brussels had opened her eyes and her mind, and home was suddenly provincial and dull, and poor Goran was provincial and dull too. He'd been pathetically glad to see her, and he'd been as attentive and loving as he could, but...The Englishman was teaching her more than English, she realized, but she still wasn't quite sure what it was. All he did was listen quietly and make some.