Her body was adjusting to him, growing used to him fucking her. This hurt nothing like the first few times he raped her or like the harsh metal rod. ...She was getting used to being raped by him. Her body started breathing in rhythm with his thrusting. He softened his kissing more as he felt her body moving with the rhythm of his fucking her. As he softened his kiss he felt the tension in her jaw and face ease so he softened the grip on her hair and began to stroke her hair on the side of her. Don't tell anybody, but we're really not here for a Tupperware party." The women thought that was hysterical, as I burned in embarrassment.Then addressing the women, Karen asked, "So who has ever experimented with S&M toys?" I was surprised that all five women raised their hands. Suddenly I remembered that Linda had promised, in her words, "sort of" a Tupperware party, and that this was exactly that, except that Karen was not demonstrating Tupperware. In fact, I was going to be the. “Well, actually, I did once take it beyond the fantasy stage. I haven't dared tell this to Jack as it would probably make him insanely jealous; or fill him with a hope that is not going to be fulfilled. But it was very exciting at the time.”Tessa and I exchanged glances and I knew exactly what she was thinking: Jack had told us his little secret and now Megan was about to tell us hers. I could hardly wait and looked expectantly at Megan, encouraging her to continue.“I'll tell you,” she. Her soft hair was plaited and rolled up onto the back of her head. She looked happy and perhaps a stone heavier than the last time I had seen her.I sat beside her and she jumped. "Whoa," she squealed, "what're you doing!" Uppity for a slave," I whispered in her ear, and she screeched, leaning back to look at me and then throwing her arms around my neck and kissing me enthusiastically and for some time.I saw the boys watching us, dumbfounded, jealous, surprised, as I pushed her away, turned her.