Mitch, the husband of the couple, came to get me around five pm. He stands six-three, has a tall, muscular, tanned body. He’s eye candy with his sa...t-n-pepper hair, strong chin, and green-eyes. He also knows how to treat me like a lady out of bed, and a naughty slut when in bed. He usually wears shorts and t-shirt, but what most people don't know is he never wears underwear. Sandy his wife is taller than me, I’m five-foot-three, and she is five-eleven. Her blonde hair cascaded in ringlets. Another change-over. Another all too brief respite. This time both girls held their peace. They did not even dare dare turn their heads towards each other to give a bit of encouragement, having been warned to face straight ahead at all times. The whipping went on and on."One hundred and forty one."Frieda heard a gasp from Francesca. She herself, hard as she was after going through this several times before, was beginning to crack and the floggers were not even a quarter of the way done with. "All right, I can let the computer start decoding everything," Mack said as soon as the transfer was finished. "Get on the table and get out of all that."Val sat herself on the edge of the long table and ordered her armor back into storage. Her skin was flushed and slick underneath, her short hair matted with perspiration. As she stretched out naked on her stomach, Mack immediately went to get her friend some water. It didn't take a doctor to see that Val was dangerously close to. A smile was all that was needed as he looked me up and down. My dressing gown gaping open to reveal my saucy outfit. He pounced through the door grabbing me and flinging me against the wall as he started ravishing my neck with kisses, sending tingling sensation from head to toe. We slowly started to walk up the stairs as I was still pinned against the wall, he spins me round and I grabbed his hand and led him up the stairs with excitement. We burst through my bedroom door and I ripped of his.