“I call the shots,” he said as he yanked me to my feet.Once up, Porky gripped hold of the back of my neck with his left hand, and shortly I was be...ng frogmarched down the passage as his right hand slapped my butt. After being thrown onto the bed on my stomach, his left hand now pinned my body down as his right hand solidly administered smacks to my arse. Much as I yelped, I was in ecstasy.After he had satisfied his disciplinarian inclinations, my body was turned and tossed further up on the. "No", I admitted. "I certainly can't say that I enjoyed it at the time and yet I did want it to happen and now I am so glad that it did.Most of the markings, that the lash had left on mybody, had more or less faded away after a week or two. Some of the bruising though, lasted longer and I was quite tender in places.Likewise, my emotional healing followed a similar path.A few weeks after my thrashing, I began to look at my experience in a slightly modified light. Whereas at first it had seemed. With his free hand he unbuttoned his jeans. It didn’t take him very long and I distinctly felt his erected muscle slapping against my ass. I just left him to do whatever he wanted to, because fuck knows I was already dripping down my leg. Shane made himself comfortable behind me and pressed his dick between my ass cheeks, sliding it onto the tiny piece of underwear. With this motion he reached around and stuck his hand down the front of my panties. His fingers searched for my clit as he was. I was fantasizing that it was my hands feeling her smooth skin. My cock was as hard as I had ever known it and watching Amy while wearing those soft panties was heaven. She sat down on the bed against the headboard and put her legs up. She picked up a magazine and began leafing through it. Depending on her motions I often could not see her breasts encased in her bra. However her lovely legs running all the way to her tight panties was always in view. My hands caressed my hips through the.