The girl had been treated as little more then trash, and the man…just out looking for a lost cow. He had stumbled across Max and never had a chance ...o even ask why. Those college kids, they had been the most disturbing to him. That boy Randy, he would have never had a chance, but why was it that no sign of the girl had been found? Was Max holed up somewhere, playing with her mind and her body? No, he had just let the worse rule his mind and emotions. Believing that Waylon might actually…he. I thought that you had been good. Forgive me, but seeing you like this, you look very naughty to me. You are lucky that J is so tolerant with you.” “Yes, Mr. R,” I said as I felt the breadboard crash against my sit spot. I growled as the sting spread across my ass and into my cunt. One after another the blows came slowly, deliberately and filled the room with shots as the board made contact with my ass. I felt Carlos’ hands on my warm, stinging ass and I reached out to Master as he leaned down. She caressed the slippery place, reaching further down to fondle my clit."Oh god..." I said."This is your favorite?" she said, playfully."Yeah," I answered with effort. I let my hand slip back out and she continued to stroke my pussy. I settled in and enjoyed her fingering me. Her eyes darted back and forth between my face and the dark crevice between my thighs. I watched her enjoying touching me, a happy smile passing over my face. It was disorienting, like we were the same buddies as always,. Yet she couldn't help wondering... were they one of those modern couples she had read about in magazines who freely exchanged husbands and wives to participate in wild orgies? The idea sickened her, all the more so as the mere thought of it sent her tummy tingling and made her realize totally what kind of exotic pleasures they were indulging in.She stirred uncomfortably in her chair. They must have gone very far afield, she decided, for Bob to talk so lightly of sexual relations between a.