I know it’s because of her.’ I nodded. The ping from my phone indicating I received a reply on Messenger went off. I returned to my room and read ...he message. The meeting was at 8, about twenty minutes from now. I grabbed my car keys and went out the door. The sun was turning things gold as it ascended slowly to the high point it would reach at noon. Already it was fairly hot out. Summers in Canada could be brutal despite popular belief. I got into my car and drove to meet the person who can. Don’t make me fucking tell you again, just fucking tellme. You know what I want to fucking hear.”That was my free pass and I took full advantage of it.“Oh god, Nick, you’re the best fuck I’ve ever had. I’mnot fucking worthy of you or your cock. I live for yourfucking cock. I want nothing more then to get you off.Please baby, you know you want to cum on me.”I had gone too far and I knew it the instant it cameout of my mouth. I could feel Nick tense up. She was trembling a little bit watching him approach her, but it was not from the chilly air.Gunther was the strongest man she had ever met. He could lift the sleigh off the ground with his powerful arms. He had a natural ability to instill fear in females with his huge hands and his even bigger cock hidden under his leather jerkin.Martha had been mounted by Gunther many times and each time she was forced to beg for mercy from his relentless pounding of her tender pussy and her well-stretched. “The cane is a most fierce-some instrument and its sting reverberate and actually take on a life of their own for nearly thirty seconds after the initial stroke. If you look in the mirror behind you, the cane stroke will appear as a white line upon impact but will quickly turn pink then further brighten to a bright scarlet blood red line that will continue to throb, out of control. The pain will be real and cleansing, my Brown bound girl.“Sw-www-ip”Just one stroke given and her whimsical.