One day I inadvertently paid her what she regarded as a very great compliment. As she finished, I was so completely relaxed I ended up in a deep sleep... As I was her last patient of the day, Pat let me sleep for about twenty minutes, then woke me with a glass of water. I felt quite embarrassed, but she was adamant that it was the ultimate compliment. From then on, she always tried to book me into the last appointment, saying, "I'll see if you end up sleeping with me again." It made us both. This wasn't good news, she was one of the rough girls, not ugly, but not drop dead and big, but not obese, constantly wearing her own coat, well known for scrapping and even some of the teachers were wary of her, so naturally I was trying to keep my head down for the day/week/year.Dinnertime rolls round and I'd done a pretty good job of avoiding her so far. Then I made my best mistake, I went to the bathroom alone. So I'm finishing up in there and as I turn to leave, in she comes with a friend. He tried to touch me more but I was too sensitive and couldn't handle it. We ended up going to sleep and I left the next morning. So that was the first guy that I was ever "intimate" with. The first guy I ever had full blown sex with lived down the street from me in an apartment complex. He was a law student with a kinky side, we also met online. I ended up going over to his apartment one night, he was kinda cute (a shorter red head with a ton of freckles). He met me at the door and as soon. My mind is flooded with images of whipped welted bodies, penis's sliding in and out of pussies, penis fluid shooting at me and covering me, then the strangest feelings start to permeate my body, tingling convulsive reactions to the whipping. The whips are not making me cry anymore, they just make me grunt, moan and hope for more and the slick fluid that I had experienced in my bed the night before was now flowing freely out of my pussy. After more than an hour of this relentless rhythm they.