“Oh, Sofia,” I hissed, closing my eyes against my arousal, “if you saw the thoughts running through my head right now, you’d run as far as you...could.” “But you’re so much faster than me, Elena.” She whispered on my lips, “You’d catch me and drag me down, and then I’d be helpless to you.” She inhaled deeply, the breath shuddering from her on its way out, “Then you could show me yourself what disgusting, terrible things you would to do to me.” I forcefully separated our bodies, my cock so rigid. I marched up to her to take the sheet from her, fuming. "Or maybe," she said laughing a little as she held the sheet out of reach "for the safety of the community I should flyer them around so people will keep their kids and husband and dogs safe from you. You like dogs too right?" She giggled happily as I tried to catch the sheet. I got it, and realized once it was in my hand, why she was so blithe, not only was it just one page, of the fifty of so pages of material I. As Slut worked feverishly with her tongue, Marla realized that a paradoxical orgasm was imminent. She desperately fought to deny her tormentors the satisfaction of witnessing this, to add to the ordeal Mistress warned that should she climax without permission, an immediate flogging would ensue. To demonstrate Mistress took one of her floggers, removed the ball gag, and delivered a painfully hard lash to Marla’s breasts. ?Do you understand bitch? snapped Mistress, Marla murmured a faint ??yes?.. “You’ve done well since your release; just don’t let stubborn pride get in the way of asking for help.”“Pah! I’ll see you in two days.” She curtly dismissed me, clearly wishing to be alone.“Is she still being stubborn, John?” Taqual asked when I went to brief him.“Oh yes. Though I do admire her resolve in attempting to rebuild her life on her own terms,” I replied with a wry smile.“Yes, although it does not make it easy for her. Plus I suspect some of those who bought her heirlooms will not.