There's nothing I can do now but take my punishment,whatever it's likely to be. I'm prepared for the fist to the back of theskull, the rage, the obsce...ities, the broken ribs, the brutal rape. He'sthe cable guy, I tell myself, he won't kill me. He had an appointmentfor god sakes. He'll be the first one they suspect. Surely he must knowthat."Sissy bitch," he growls, not like he's disgusted, not even like he'ssurprised. "Figured you as much."I relax a little then, which helps, but not a lot. He's. The distraught slave offered her tender tits to me, and gasped pleadingly: "Lovely Mistress, I am overcome with sorrow at having caused your anger.Please! Please! Adorable Mistress, I beg you, punish me soundly for my sin.Vent your rage at me by thrashing my fat udder s w ith the belt. Please! Please!Sweet Mistress, whip my big, floppy tits hard, show me no mercy, so that Imay atone for my behavior." I stared down with utter disbelieving shock at the pleading slave , who had,by this time,. “Oh God!” she cried out over the thumping sounds of the bass. He grabbed her hips and began fucking her hard and fast the way she needed it. His cock pounded in and out of her, the door was rattling and anyone on the other side knew exactly what was going on, but Miranda didn’t care. All she cared about this cock deep inside pussy. She turned over her shoulder at this stranger behind her, “You like fucking me don’t you?” “Yes.” “You like fucking my slutty little pussy, does it feel good?”. We slept for two hours, she told me. “God, it was wonderful” and she bent over and took my limp cock between her lips and began to gently massage it. I told her I did not think I could go again until tomorrow, but she persisted and finally I was hard again.Once again, she was on me, saying “Jake, two can play this game, plus I can one up you by giving you another man’s baby.” After a few minutes I once again emptied into her, but she did not orgasm. So I pulled her by her hips so that her cunt.