The three wandered around looking at her art work, Karen almost went orgasmic over the 3 latest works she had not seen yet, the woman and the serpent,...and the chained woman sketches. Carl leered at Karen and offered to chain her up, they all laughed, Mike asked Elizabeth if her art was an expression of her own sexuality, she chuckled and looked at the last two sketches, then told him she didn't think bondage was her cup of tea, but one never really knew what was going on in their subconscious,. “Nachos or hot wings today, honey?” he asked. “Nachos, I think,” I answered. They would take more time to make, and I wanted to keep myself busy until the fun began. If it ever did…. No, I was sure they would all want to play again. It looked like the game had started as I brought in two plates of nachos, one extra spicy. Alex patted the spot next to him on the couch. “Sit with me, hon.” I rolled my eyes, but plumped down anyway. “You know I hate football.” “That’s just because you don’t. Somehow she sawher pink/brown hole exposed, her asshole offered to the cane - and theincredible hot pain rushed on her like an adrenaline shock. She started to tremble. "Hold yourself open forsix blows. Be still - just count!"?And he lifted the cane above the prostrated form he was straddling. Whssssh .... The pain was incredible - somehow itcame from inside; it boiled out of her anus ? then it split her from tips ofher toes to the top of her head... " ........onhm" she sobbed afterthe scream.. "Cheryl sputtered, and Jessie added, "Oh, look! More witty repartee!" She's such a loser!" Cheryl said to the air."Wow. I'm a loser. What an original insult! How long did it take you to come up with that bon mot, Wheeler-three months?"Cheryl just sputtered again."Yeah, that's what I figured."Warren just laughed. "Cheryl, silence might be the best option. You are so out of your league, here, you have no idea." Fine," Cheryl said with forced haughtiness. "Christine and I are going to sit over on.