My pussy clamps with the shock. One after the other, he marks what is his. His lash paints the picture of his desire. With each strike my body turns ...o liquid fury. My need only stilled by the needs of my master. He increases his intensity; I can feel the reins of his control slipping. Like a moth to the flame, I bathe in his warmth. Even in the darkness, he calls to me, never allowing me to hide from him. He owns me; I am his above all else. He gives a rapid cadence of strikes to each breast,. “All this isn’t for you.” Her words did comfort me and I took another step down when she added, “Not today, anyway.”I dropped my eyes to my bare feet as they went down the stairs. I wasn’t ready to see any more. My mind raced with thoughts about my daughter as I took the last few steps to the cement basement floor. Would I really have sent Tissues to this fate to save myself? Would I have preferred the implements I saw to be used on her? She had no problem having me punished last night. If she. It was the week after the party. I was putting some new stock on the shelves in the warehouse when the store was closing. I thought everyone had gone home but suddenly Jill was standing next to me asking if there was anything she could do to help me.She had a funny look on her face when she said, "I can help you put the rest of the new stock away or we can fuck."I had no resistance left. I just took her in my arms and kissed her. We had our tongues in each others mouths and our hands were all. Our group clicked and we became very efficient. Whoever missed a meeting could easily get briefed on and approve of the groups progress. There were also the impromtu phone calls and one on one coffwee and lunch meetings between any combination of us. It was in this innicent way that Nedra and I gradually got more relaxed in kidding with each other. I was very attracted to her wit, energy, and can-do attitude. She also has acute face and is deliciously round, petite actually, but in a round way..