Finally I snapped. "Dude, you're fucking other women. What do you need my daughter for? Security? The fall-back option? In case they figure out what a...douche bag you are and decide to cut you off?"Turk got all huffy, but then backed down. Knowing that if it came to it, I could take him easy."You always were a Daddy's Girl," he sneered at Christy. That was such bullshit, I replied, "Yea, and you were always a Horse's Ass."When it came to the bed, which my wife and I had purchased for Christy. I saw Will nod and I heard him say, "Move in front of your bed, facing me," Will said. I did as I was told. "Now, spread your arms up high and your legs far apart, like you're doing jumping jacks."I complied and I felt him tie all four of my limbs to two of my posts. I began to cry silently as I saw Sir pull out a riding crop from a bag I hadn't noticed earlier. "Now, I'm going to hit you 100 times with this, anywhere I wish. After each hit, you are to say, ‘I will not disobey!'. You will not. " Emma whispers in my ear, letting her tongue glide across the lobe. She leaves me for a minute to grab her purse and tell her friends she is leaving. Then with my hand on the small of her back I guide her out of the bar into the warm night and down to the car - a rental Chrysler 200. Unlocking the door I touch her soft hair and steal a brief kiss pressing close to her before she slips in her seat. I close the passenger door and quickly move to the driver's side.Starting the car I ask, "Where. He watched her face flush and her silver eyes deepen with what he knew instinctively was her look of desire… exactly how he’d been imagining she’d look. The flames roared in his eyes again and his cock hardened. ‘Ohhh hell…’ he whispered as they both started panting again. Didi picked up her glass to take a sip of her soda to wet her suddenly dry mouth and they both noticed her hand shaking. She smiled nervously and took a long drink, nearly draining it, and then placed the cold glass against.