I think like most people, that it's not always the actual time that matters most, it's the memories you take with you. I just have a lot of memories, ...here he's giving me pleasure, by giving me pain.On the other hand, when it came to having sex with Daniel, we always seemed to make a great deal of noise. Not to mention the actual words that come out of our mouths. Also, I sometimes make it a little obvious that my butt hurts after wards, and it's hard to hide it. So, as my birthday came up,. “Tory” I said. I might have smiled, but I was really tired. “J…..I made a mistake….” He began. “Come in” I invited. He followed me to the kitchen table. I started the coffee pot. “I love Rachel. I really do…please; her mother wants her back so bad!!” Then he started to cry. I couldn’t lament, he had sent her to me with full knowledge of what I did to girls. I made them into courtesans, slaves for the wealthy. “Tory,” I touched his shoulder and he shuddered. “It is done, it cannot be taken. And besides, there was a sweet-looking redhead in line in front of him who he could ogle while he passed the time.Kevin scanned the front page of his newspaper while covertly studying the attractive young woman. She had long, teased, red hair that flowed halfway down her back and she wore a short, canary-yellow, cotton sundress with a low back that exposed a substantial expanse of creamy white flesh. Even under the loose-fitting sundress he could see the prominent outline of her full round ass.. I reached around to grab the chain and that is when I felt the cold metal handcuffs slap aound my wrists. My first thought was to fight this off but I suddenly became aware of the large bulge now growing in my pants. A mix of fear and sheer pleasure washed over me so I decided to see where this would go.She ordered me to my feet and led me down the hall by my leash. The walk down the long dark hallway seemed to take forever. She opened the door and pushed me face down onto the bed and ordered.