I squirmed at the sight of it. I hadn’t let my husband use that on me, the sight of it terrified me. He moved back over to me and swung it, connec...ing with a loud crack on the tender flesh of my stomach. I struggled against the rope holding my hands back as he lifted the whip again, bringing it down on my abused breasts. When the whip connected, I stopped moving completely, a high pitched scream coming from my throat. He must have liked my reaction, making sure to aim the whip at my. Fuck. Now he gonna freeload fucking our bitch.Jose sat next to Lisa and sat her up next to him.She sat limp, still out.Verrryyy seeet , Hmmmm nice.Jose ran his hands over Lisa tits. He fondled her breasts, rubbed her nipples. Kissed her lips.Lisa was still out, her only response were some involuntary groans.(“You’r out “. yelled Lisa. She had just tagged her Dad. They were playing running bases in front with Pauli. Lisa watched as three black cars pulled up. The driver of the middle car. They always had. Now he’d come to be with her, to comfort her. And in return she’d drenched his shirt with her tears and probably smeared it with mascara.She lifted her head and looked up at him. In the dim light from the distant bonfire, she could make out his dark wavy hair and familiar, comforting smile. It made her feel better.He’d always been there, close and caring, whenever she needed a friend, needed a shoulder to cry on, just like tonight. Because he loves me. And I love him, always. "Thanks Simon, for that".One very loooooong drawn out shift later, only made slightly better by catching your colleague naked in the changing rooms, and your were home and as your husband and daughter were out to the cinema you thought you'd catch up on some much-needed kip.The down side to afternoon kipping is that it does tend to leave you wide awake come bedtime, and seen as your husband had no trouble falling into a deep sleep, as usual, you decided it was a fine opportunity to watch a bit.