? *CRACK* *CRACK*She gave me two quick hits with the cane before even finishing her sentence. Even though I was trying my best to obey Mistress and su...press my emotions, I just could not stop myself from crying like a baby.*CRACK*She waited for a moment. Never mind all those previous acts of love and affection that she showed me, Mistress was clearly enjoying what she’s doing to me now. She was slow, calculated, and very accurate with the cane. She would coolly stare me in the eyes after each. She moaned and pressed my hand farther inside her. I could feel her ass begin to spasm as she continued to ride my cock. She gave a small shriek, grabbed me, and rolled over with me on top. "Hold still a second and give me a chance to recover" she said. We lay there a minute or two and then her moving hips told me she was ready for more. I started moving in and out slowly while introducing another finger into her ass with my now trapped right hand. I heard the bedroom door open and looked back. But, of course, she wouldn't do that. But then she does. The first time it’s so slight as to be entirely accidental. When I don't, complain, on the next upstroke, it happens again. Only this time the contact is firmer and lingers a fraction of a second longer. It goes on like this for stroke after excruciatingly arousing stroke. At first, I try to stifle my moans, but as her fingers began to actually reach along both sides of my balls and squeeze softly, I exhale with a deep sigh of. "That sums it up excellently." Robots are exceptionally fair about crediting good work by others. "I guess all my time instructing you on politics has finally paid off." If you will check your memory banks," Darlene informed him continuing her previous tone, "of all our conversations, and extrapolate out each line of logic, none of them will complete in that summation." True," RS4 admitted a few moments later. "So you figured this one out all on your own?"Now Darlene had to be fair in the.