The undertaker was helping pushing the cart from the rear but Cassandra still hand to pull with all her might. With her arms behind her back in the bl...ck bandage her harness was looped around her shoulders and around a tight waist belt. This allowed her to pull the two arms of the rickety cart up the slope.He'd only used the whip a few times on her exposed strapped ass but that was enough incentive to keep up with the pace. On the trolley the three long boxes creaked and shifted weight sounds. The sight of her body never fails to get a hard on started. She stared at my cock as it moved around trying to get hard. You have no self control she told me. Look at you getting hard for no reason at all. I said seeing your sexy body always makes me hard. She said it's not like we just met, you have seen me naked thousands of times. I said and every time it made me get hard. She just shook her head. In a minute my cock was totaly filling the small plastic cage. How long till the precum drips. “Get over it, you have a purpose here.” I get up and charge at her. As I run, she takes out a whip and catches my arm with it. I grab the whip with my other hand and pull. Her smile is cut short as I steal the whip away from her.“Look. You are doing something really stupid. Come with me.” She points a gun at me.I throw the whip at her. “Take your whip, I am not helping you.” I turn around and start walking away. After two seconds I hear a gunshot and then a sharp pain in my. ............................................................... Mary had been raised in a very conservative religious household. I do believe it resulted in her somewhat Jekyll and Hyde behavior. She dressed sweetly and properly in public. Her clothing did very little to draw attention to her unusually large breast. The heavy stiff,breast flattening bras removed any chance of wiggle or sway. She hated profanity and frown sharply on anyone that did, including me. Yet when we were engaged.