The flogging continued and the intensity never lowered. I think I climaxed again before I raised my head to look at my breast which felt like it was o... fire, It was so red that at first I thought it might be covered in blood and my nipple was twice its normal size. Kathy saw me looking and lifted my heavy breast high pulling it up roughly by tightly gripping my nipple. I quivered and tried to scream but was blocked by the gag. Seeing my pain, Kathy very gently lowered my breast and tenderly. I shan’t bore people with details of what we spoke. What I remember is that I was massively drunk, and somehow convinvced her to meet me. It was late in the night when I returned at 4 in the morning from a party where I had been drinking since 7 in the evening the previous day. She had been chatting with me throughout the night and was somehow awake. We decided to meet up immediately, at 5:30a.m.We began walking towards each other’s houses and we met midway. The moment we met, we hugged each. I guess it had been three months since we made love for the last time. At any rate, I was longing for release and my body was on fire.I took off my red silk nightie and slipped off my black lace panties. I began moving my hands up and down my body before caressing my breasts. I was about to slip my hand down to my aching sex when I heard a whisper coming from the gothic mirror. When I rose from my bed, I could faintly see my reflection in the mirror, but what I saw I could not explain with my. It was slow, agonizing, it was a torture to watch her – it was also the greatest pleasure he could think of, and she knew it. Once she took off her left stocking, she slapped her ass and moved her hand all over her leg; he knew what she was asking for. Money. Cold, hard cash is what she wanted, and he opened his briefcase, for he learned long ago that she loved the thrill of exchange, the idea of money being given to her because of her surreally beautiful pair of legs.He started giving her.