You whip my breasts with perfection, lines like a zebra up and down them both. You go all the way down my belly and to my mound. I am thrashing and cr...ing, pulling at my arms and kicking my legs, trying anything to free myself.You then start in on my thighs, perfect marks up and down both of them. Tears are running down my face still but I calm down some and actually start to enjoy the pain you are inflicting. What is wrong with me? Enjoy pain? Why am I enjoying this? You lightly trail your. "Tonight you shall be initiated in the ways of the whip," said the lovely dominatrix. "You shall feel the exquisite sting of the leather and the burn of skin. You shall beg me to stop, but I will not, for I intend to destroy every last vestige of resistance in you. I will obliterate your self respect. I will replace your will with my own. And before the evening is out you will be begging me to defile you." No, please..." Ha, already you beg and you haven't even tasted the whip a single time.". "The bucket seats were torn out, seat mounts and deck ... big holes." What else?" The grill, headlights, all four corner lights, the wood from the box floor, the spare..." Stop ... stop ... it's totaled. Find a dealer and call me."I walked out and noticed an old wrecker hooked up to the engine and the biggest indian I'd ever seen was jerking the engine, trans and transfer case out ... nothing unbolted ... just tore it out. If a wire hung up he cut it ... damn big bowie knife ... looked sharp. He said could you ring him back before four," she repeated, her eyes bearing into me. "Honestly, you've been in a daydream all week." I ignored the pointed criticism and thanked her for passing on the message. "And don't natter for ages, it's peak rate," Mum warned me as I picked up the handset and dialled Ray's number. His mother answered and passed the phone to Ray."Hiya Andy," he said breathlessly – he had obviously ran to the 'phone. "A few of us from German are going bowling tonight. D'ya.