Before I had time to wonder if there were any bones broken, I got another extremely hard hit from the baton, and this time to my left leg which gave a...ay under me. It hurt like a hell and I heard Caryn scream.“Please don’t hurt him, please.”I heard a laugh. Sean, of course. And I could see Justin standing next to Caryn, supporting her.“Don’t worry. I have no intention to do any permanent physical harm to your dear husband.”As soon as Caryn, Judy and Justin were out of the door Sean hit my left. Tom’s eyes widened and he held his breath, avidly awaiting the moment when Paris would nail the stupid fucker’s balls to the wall…nothing. Her cheeks flushed slightly and she lowered her eyes as she traced her fingernail through a droplet of water on the bar. Tom felt his hands clench; rage clawing its slippery way up his spine as he watched the easy laughter slip from Paris’ face. He barely caught the urge to plough his fist into the fuckers face and ram the phony smile down the back of his. “Oh wow! I missed your touch!” she exclaimedSLAP! I hit her cheek with my right hand. The slap shook the hell out of her as she came back to her senses.SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!I gave her 3 back to back slaps and let go of her. She stood there with watery eyes as she looked at me.“This is for cheating on me,” I said.“Slap me more, my Master,” she moaned.I looked at her in shock. I just gave her 4 forceful slaps, and here she was demanding more. I swung my right hand hard and gave her the loudest and. Yum, I love to swallow but you already know that. My sophomore year, I went to a lot of frat parties, and was the girl of interest." What does that mean?" I was gang banged. The first time was scary. The next time I knew what to expect making sure a few of the guys came in my mouth. Later, the guys knew I liked it. They gave me a nickname. They called me 'Semenette'. Sounds like I was a whore, right?" It sounds like you found your passion." I didn't graduate, of course. Too much partying and.