..... shouting at top pitch and somehow blurted RED at full throw of my voice i could , but, by that time she had that pic. Next , (which the earlier ... dommes did'nt even try) she made me stand , hands on table , butt protruded and llight medium whipping 10 times. And bang came a slap and spat on my face "who will count , am i ur servant "? Result i got 30 more lashes (but though they did sting a bit but nothing that i could not bear or not count , well, now thats experience) . I was asked to. " Tiffany!" he choked."Yes?" she said innocently. "How about that razor?" She pulled upwards on her hair, and her pussy lips spread apart, almost winking at him."AUUUGGGHHHH!" he roared, startling her.Then he was there, right in front of her, bending over. She didn't understand until his shoulder hit her in the stomach and all the air went out of her lungs. She saw stars as she felt herself being lifted off the floor. She couldn't get another breath in to replace the one that had just whooshed. Lead bullets will not be harmin' one of the fae, and I'm hardly a threat to one of yer vast size, now am I?" Billy had the grace to look a little sheepish as he stowed the pistol. "Sorry." he muttered, his eyes never leaving the leprechaun. "Went off a little half-cocked there." He felt a little stupid - if the squirt *was* a leprechaun, he was probably telling the truth. Granny Fiona had been Irish to the core, and she was always telling stories from the "Emerald Isle." Dimly, he. The bathroom separated our two rooms and it was weird seeing his side of the door locked that night as I usually liked to freely roam between rooms.Ben came in to say good night and he joked quietly about how we were all going to have a dull night. He planned to invite Ashley back over to the house just as soon as Tom left. I could see that he wasn’t giving up his new found privileges easily and sighed that it was going to be him “and his hands tonight”. I loved that he could make those jokes.