She handed me my belt. I spun her around, bent her over her couch, pulled down her pants exposing her butt and gave her 5 hard lashings. When I fini...hed she immediately asked if I wanted a drink and quickly brought me my water.I took a sip and said, "Now we work on your wardrobe." But I'm comfortable." She replied.I slapped her mouth. "10 more lashes for talking back! You don't wear clothes to be comfortable. You wear them to seduce men. You will dress appropriately."I told her once. . I just stay there not saying a word just lightly moaning mmmmmmm as I open my legs some for him .. He put his left arm over my back rubbing the sides of my puss with his hand as he fingered me with the other.. He works 2 fingers from each hand inside me then gapped me wide open pulling my ass over against him to where he could see and roughly started working more fingers in me.. I laid out on the arm of the couch with my ass in the air against his chest just enjoying him working my ass. " "Is that a bad thing?" She smiled. "No, not at all. I just don't know, though. I've never done a relationship long-distance. I don't know how serious we are. I didn't know if you'd want to break it off before I left." "Why would I want to do that?" "People do. Mitch broke up with his girlfriend and the tour's still a few weeks off. You have the playoffs coming up, and I won't be there to see, at least not all of it. Maybe none of it, and it's the thing you've worked the hardest for. I'd. And there, too, was the recollection of the feeling of helpless guilt and shame which had finally engulfed him, and the whiningly soft apologies he had begun to whisper into her ears as he gently moved above her. Forgive me, darling, forgive me! he had cried to her, endeavoring to elicit the faintest response of absolution from her. But it had been useless; she had only lain unmoving beneath him, her eyes squeezed shut in horror and degradation, mewling with pain and fear until he had pulled.