Her crop stuck out from both sides of her right fist. The chain leash jingled, leading up to her left hand.“You will look at the floor at all times ...nless I say otherwise. If you fail to follow my commands in a timely manner, you will earn your first punishment. And since I know you enjoy pain so much, that will not be a punishment for you. No, your corrections will be much more tedious. They will subtract from the time you could be receiving the beating you crave so dearly. Understood,. I liked the wet feel of her mouth wrapped around my cock or the tight warmth of her ass. But it wasn't just sex. I liked using my bare hand on her bottom, and I enjoyed using the rawhide whip I braided - a quirt like I used to use breaking horses when I was a kid- on that strong, sweaty body of Amanda's - on her ass and upper legs, her stomach, even on her cunt as she hung in a spread eagle from the door frame. I really liked using the field telephone on her too; it could make that tall, strong. Instead, he put his arm around his player’s shoulder and looked him in the eye to find out what’s wrong.“Troy, what’s going on?”Troy had been getting himself ready for the usual ass chewing given out by Big John in past situations like this but, when Big John showed he might actually care, it threw the senior quarterback for a minute. “Um, I’m sorry about practice, coach. I’ve got, well, um, no, I think I’ve got some girl troubles.”“Like what? Did you get her into a family way?”Troy smiled. He lowered her to her feet. He held her gently to him, his hands and arms softly pressing her body against his. She shivered. His hands were slowly lowering the zipper on the back of her wedding dress. She’d chosen a simple, tea-length gown with a full skirt in a creamy, off white color that complimented her skin tone. She felt it would have been sacrilegious to wear a white wedding dress for a ceremony in a Catholic Church. She’d worn a matching hat with mesh veiling over her face and a.