The black haired bitch lifted her arm and began his thrashing; the flesh of his arse wobbled as he was cut by a salvo of vicious blows, the crowd deli...hting in the contortions of his face and his muffled howls as he was shown no mercy. The red wheals of earlier had either faded or turned purple, now the rich spectrum was added to as the women thrashed him, their pussies bulging with pleasure.He cried like a baby as the audience of women laughed and sneered at his humiliation. He writhed and. To do so would expose the government to those demands from her Senator's lawyers for its return, which would shoot down their case completely.No matter how you cut it, I was screwed. And it was in our fine government's interest that I stay screwed.To say I was depressed about the whole thing is an understatement. And Susan being whisked away only added to my feelings. Unassisted there was absolutely zero chance I could trace her. She'd have yet another new name, another new life, she'd be far,. “It’ll be beautiful.”“Not as beautiful as you.”She felt the outline of his hard cock pressing into her lower back. Smiling, she turned her head, bringing her lips within a breath of his. Then took a step away, examined another piece.Oh yes, he was willing, she mused. And ready. But she was in a mood to take her time, to enjoy the slow build-up of anticipation. To tease him, to play with him for a while.He wasn’t only skilled, but patient. And she had plans to take full advantage of that. ....I knew I couldn't stay but couldn't drag myself away and before too long she was naked on the bed, writhing with delight at my touches and kisses. I think I was kissing her back and massaging her back when she told me "I want you to fuck my ass"....I'm not sure how literally she meant that but things were clearly getting out of hand and I figured we should pick this up again when she was sober. I think my gentlemanly behaviour got me some points ;)Unsurprisingly, our next date was not going.