” He says as he passes by with the mirror.Lisa lies on the padded bench. “Like this?” she asks out. Tom looks, give her some adjustments then ...sks her to tell him when she can see the doorway in the mirror. When in position, he comes over to her.“OK, so if you are here and masturbating, you can have your head turned to the side and maybe have your ear buds in pretending to listen to music. I can bring them down here to ‘show’ them the new TV and we catch you spread out and playing with. ..Not minding the stinging whip across the juddering rump...Not minding the cheers or the jeers... the coarse comments... the deliberate verbal humiliation... the complimentary pats on the sweating flank...Not minding, even when in public,... maybe even in the Parade Ring... she was forced to straddle her limbs and perform natural functions...Well, when one says not minding perhaps one means having been driven past all caring. Driven to accept any indignity.Because there was nothing else for it. . I used to Fuck her EVERY day after school. So yes it’s not that bad, but it’s not what I was used to. This all changed one day. It was a Friday, and all day at school I was particularly horny. When I got out and went back to Lyla’s house I decided that I was going to go surprise Danielle. She lived almost an hour away, so we usually stuck to just Saturdays, but I wanted her. I had texted her and asked what she was going to do after school to make sure she didn’t have plans, she said that she. When we left the room for our morning run at 6AM, we were both dressed for it. Me in a cheap gray sweat shirt and matching gray pants. Oz was dressed a little better in a matching jogging sweat suit. Of course her boobs joggled up and down as she ran. Along the way we picked up three marines running with us. Oz had turned out to be great date bait.They offered us coffee, so we did it. They were stationed near the beach it turned out. I was impressed with them, but not as much as the men who.