Her mind was beyond logical thought, the only thing that mattered was to escape this horrible punishment. She couldn't stand it again."Has Madame had ...nough?" Shalla glared down at her, the whip raised for another blow."Yes, yes, oh please, don't hit me again!" Jean cowered into the mattress, tears streaming from her eyes."Shalla shall not be so gentle the next time. Let's hope you remember well."He placed the belt on the table and came to the bed again. Jean closed her eyes tightly as she felt. Like they can do anything together. She knees down in front of him and puts his cock into her mouth. Slowly but firmly she starts to suck it looking deeply into his eyes. Taking his huge cock deeper into her throat to show him how much she has wanted him, she then starts to use her hand in a forward and back motion, in tune with her mouth, to get a good rhythm going on his cock. She wants him to be fully satisfied. At the same time she can feel her own pussy widening with pleasure, wanting him. ‘Tyler?’ ‘What?’ He looked at her and was immediately sorry for his bluntness. She had a pained expression on her face. ‘I’m really sorry about what happened on Monday. I should have brought it up with you on Saturday, before we saw each other in the office. It was completely my fault. You did nothing wrong.’ She did it. She disarmed him in just a few short sentences. All of a sudden there was nothing for him to be angry about, there was just a beautiful woman in front of him asking his. He never got inside my panties so instead of being wet and pleasurable I was bone dry. Randy was stroking me crudely; it felt like sand paper being rubbed over my cunt. This was as thrilling as an obgyn exam; it did nothing to turn me on. In fact my headache got worse."Ow!" I yelped again when he chewed on one of my nipples."Sorry Babe." Randy undid his zipper, pushing my hand inside the fly. "Come on Lisa, let's fuck. I'm ready."At this point I would have done anything to end this nightmare..