The next message was already on screen. >, Good. I’m willing to bet that on some of my theories. >, What theories are they? >, Firstly, that y...u are a submissive by nature and will do as you are asked. My second theory that you are very strait-laced. These will combine to present considerable emotional turmoil, yet the former instinct will win out over the latter. >, And no doubt you think you can prove this? >, But of course. Will you indulge me? Again! I didn’t know whether I. No sooner had that thought crossed my mind when he spewed hot come into my mouth, making me swallow as quickly as I could to catch all of it and so I wouldn't gag.The cock in my ass soon came after that and I felt the heat from the hot come being spewed into my hole. I finished swallowing all the come in my mouth as his cock slipped slowly out of me. The cock in my ass finished and slid out of me too allowing his hot liquid to run down the back of my legs. He stayed leaning against me before. Her eyes followed the leather lashes in his hand hypnotised as they described their first arc, this time they landed on her right breast removing both skin and the single nipple peg, for Maggie the pain was such that she would have screamed herself horse had the gag allowed her so to do, she knew though that her body was betraying her once again, her sex running wet in a way it had only ever done a very few times in her whole lifetime. Her wandering mind was interrupted by the second lash. It was the only cottage around that I felt comfortable in--it had a ten foot ceiling and three rooms. I replaced all the wood such as the doors and the shutters with compressed oak, as I'd made the door to Josie's cabin. A blacksmith traded me a gold for what we called a Franklin stove, twelve small hinges and three six ones. He still made out like a bandit. I wanted good hinges for the doors and the shutters. The local miller broke down a gold for me so that I could buy pots, pans, bedding,.