Then I drop the whip and I begin to yell, "Why you son of a fucking god damned bitch!" I continue to spew curses and then I collapse on the ground cry...ng. After about two minutes of this I get up and give Jonesy a nice pat on the head, "I am sorry Jonesy." I say to him. The only thing to do now is go back to the house. I walk into my bedroom and undress down to my panties and the I pull them down too and I push my middle finger down into my vagina and I let out a involuntary groan and I begin. "I'm not sure about the guy that works there though," I said feeling like telling her about what happened. "Uh huh," she replied while cooking something over the stove. I don't think she even heard what I said. I sat there looking at her for a minute. She had on a loose silk blouse. Not a sexy blouse that shows off her chest. Something that looks more like my Grandma would wear. It was tucked into a gray skirt that went just below her knees. I laughed to myself inside. Melanie is not a 19 year. The sub had a jeweled butt plug in her ass and a vibrator in her pussy. As she came, the dom began to spank her ass and I felt myself on the verge of cuming myself.The dom did not stop her torture of her sub after she came. The sub was still across the dom's lap and the dom was spanking first one ass cheek then the other. I could see it becoming redder and redder. The sub was kicking her legs out and I was getting a wonderful view of her open pussy. The dom reached down and pulled the chain. After a fewminutes he had it as good as it was going to get, so he dropped thebrush into his new purse, along with a compact and lipstick and triedto think what else he should put in there. Soon it was bulging withkeys, his new women's wallet, tissues, breath mints, a small mirror,cell phone, sunglasses, emery board and miscellaneous junk. Anythingelse? He must have forgotten something!Terry realized that he was prolonging the inevitable. His heart wasracing when he slung his purse over his.