I asked her if she cared to dance, and she shuffled into her heel as we rose to walk to the postage stamp sized dance floor. I had my hand on her hip ...ver her black pants, her perfume must have been refreshed before coming out.I stopped her at the edge of the dance floor and stood behind her. I took her wrists in my hands. The sound system launched into Taylor Dane’s album “Can’t Fight Fate” Remixed, the first song was “Heart of Stone”, we moved sinuously to the fast beat of the driving music. Sweety, you proved you loved me by getting so mad. If you didn'tcare you would have just left. Instead you had me strip and bendover your knee. The ass slaps you gave me prove you love me and,sweety, I really like the way you would rub my ass-cheeks aftereach slap. I also liked it when you fingered my ass-pussy too.I know you forgave me when you pushed me on the floor pulled outyour cock and made me suck it. It was the sweetest cum load youever gave me.So Dave, I'm so glad you're not angry with. This was really going to be fun.I began flicking the whip, so the real leather thong got her right across the abdomen. The tightly braided popper is just for noise. When you want to make marks, you make sure the thong makes contact with your target. In this case, my target was beautiful 19 year Sarah who, in all her emails, at least, had expressed a keen interest in finding out what it was like to be whipped really hard. I repeated the stoke again and again, making sure my aim was true and. ‘Why do the gods despise me so?’ Felix cursed with tears falling from his eyes. ‘Everything in my life is ripped away in one fell swoop, but the sweet embrace of death will only come in exchange for time and agony. I’ve been running for three days and three nights, but I cannot escape my pain and I cannot reach the blessing of the afterlife.’ ‘The gods do not despise you, they took pity on you by letting us meet. Do not despair when your life is far from forfeited.’ With a sweet smile,.