She announced, "Are you ready slut?". I watched in terror as she raised the crop and began to whip my legs. I nearly jumped a foot off of the bed in p...in as it landed. She continued by criss-crossing my legs with lashes from her crop. She began to move her lashes up my body - hitting my thighs, stomach, and then my breasts. It all hurt so much that soon I lost all sense of pain; it seemed to blur together as she kept up her merciless attack. Suddenly she stopped, and put the crop down. The pain. I knew I wasn't going home without being fucked by him. Donald continued to undress me. I looked down to see if what he said about his cock was true. I saw a nice print that looked like a long thick cock. My mouth was watering. He managed to get my tits out and he just started sucking on them. One at a time with some nibbling and a lot of massaging. Then he grabbed both of them and sucked them and sucked them and sucked them and sucked them and licked them. I was weak. I automatically. I had also been exercising as Courtney had introduced me to a personal trainer, David, to help me get fit. I had been working out with David for three weeks and the results, while slow at first, were already coming along. I started to see some tone in my arms and my stomach. My leg strength had also increased but I wasn't seeing much in the way of muscle definition there. Today, Monday, was a cardio workout. We met at City Place which was convenient for me as it was only about two miles. The egg was back to motionless. I sat there trying to recover when Bill came around the corner. “Hey, can you approve these… are you okay? You look a little out of sorts.” He asked before he even finished his original question. “Huh? What? Oh, yes, I’m fine! I’ll get those approved ASAP, Bill.” I said and took the files from him, trying to play off the current state I was in. I’m sure he could smell me but I wasn't sure. I just hoped that this late-thirties co-worker of mine was not keen.