As his vision began to blur, he saw all the opposing teammates shudder and grow stiff. The Elite respawned, only to stand straight, arms forward, shak...ng mildly. ​“Dear god, Thiye, what is this?” Corey said. Suddenly he was back in his chair, waking along side his other 4 teammates. ​“Christ!” Zen said. “That hurt...” ​Corey rubbed his neck. Mid game log outs, or any log out that bypassed their locker room, always hurt. ​“Your map was just hacked.” Thiye said, taking off her microphone head. “I told you it was great”. Her hips fell into a rhythm almost naturally. I was a little jealous. “Pump me hard you big boy”. I never knew see was a talker. Feeling the moister between my own pussy lips I held back. “Come on boy fuck me, fuck meeeee,” She was close to climax and so was Chief. Kelly climaxed first and Chief was still pumping. “No, No, NO”. she said breathless. Then she started to scream and I covered her mouth with my hand. She was screaming into my hand having a second mind. Two buses, one articulated, hung forelorn and broken on a hillside, windows long since smashed, tree branches surrounding draped with fire line tape. No one would ever accuse the City Public Safety Training Facility of being a beautiful thing.Still, Madeleine loved being here--loved it enough to be pulling her Toyota SUV into the parking lot adjacent at zero dark thirty, loved it enough to bow her head to the hard winter Seattle rain and unload her gear in the sopping unfailing cold, hauling. "Thank you for spanking me, Master Richard." My concern was indeed justified, not because of the severity of the spanking, but because of his demeanour, the expression on his face was not unfamiliar, it was however repulsive.A true Dominant, even those of the sadistic genre, understand their responsibilities, the difference between hurt and harm, between inflicting pain and outright abuse. Until now Master Richard had been under instruction, as a Dominant without his own submissive nobody had.