The hatreds were so strong and the emotions so draining that any chance of happy living was unlikely at present and promised to stay that way into the...foreseeable future.Still, it was relaxing to dream about the possibility and he hoped that the talks would actually produce something that could be built on as a lasting peace. It would be slow going but the hatreds would slowly dissipate providing economic success was part of the mix.Once the walls and the signs started to come down, the mood of. Brown for not having a better couch."You can't expect a beautiful woman to pose on a tacky couch like this!" she declared."Ah yes," he retorted, "but don't forget you are a slut!" If I'm a slut, then I'll behave as a slut," she thought to herself, and far from being insulted, Penny took it as a challenge to pose more provocatively. Soon she noticed Mr. Brown's face beginning to perspire and, glancing down, a bulge begin to appear in his pants. Penny's motivation now moved from self indulgence. “I know, Charles has been... very attentative, shall we say?” She thought about mentioning her earlier conversation with Charles but decided against it, besides, there were other priorities. “I’ve put some fresh towels in the bathroom for you,” she told him. “I thought we could all go out to eat, perhaps a Chinese?” Sean nodded in approval and grabbed her hand to hold it against his bulge. “I’ll tuck you into bed tonight and take care of you then.” Sean was disappointed but he realised that. I stormed to the closet and grabbed my whip. I reared back and struck his ass as hard I could. This shot brought him to the floor. I grabbed him by the hair and dragged him to the couch. I commanded: Present yourself for punishment!He immediately bent over the couch, and I began striking his ass. Huge red swatches marked him. He yelped and had a hard time standing. I shouted:STAND. UP. I was getting extremely wet watching him shake in fear and cry. I stopped when I thought he got the.