Roy broke their embrace and began to fumble with the buttons running down the front of her gown. Damn it! Why do you women make it so difficult for us... Eleanor giggled. Why are you men so impatient? You know why, he growled. Not wanting to prolong his pleasure, he grabbed Eleanors neckline and in one sweep, ripped her gown open from neck to waist. Roy! she squealed. Dont pretend with me, you harlot. I know you want this as much as I do! He spun her around and began to pull at the ribbons on her. 'Fucking perverts,' she thought to herself as she watched the old Abbot turn another page of the report.Finally the Abbot looked up from the report at them both."This is indeed very serious,I believe that a good caning will benefit your son ,Chase, and you have come to the right place for that. I myself am too busy to administer the caning ,but I will have one of the Monk's here bring Chase to a private room for his chastisement.The monk I have in mind is Bro.Deaglan, who has been at this. ''The strapon then became a weekly event. It began to define an abusive relationship. Megan liked servicing Emily's asshole and she learned to accept her feminization, but she never leaned to like the strapon. She, in fact, dreaded it. Sometimes, Emily would tell Megan in the morning that she was going to ``take her ass,'' or fuck her brains out'' later that night. These days were the hardest for Megan. But Emily thought that Megan was no different than so many new brides in history, anxiously. I was hoping to see her that night and then drive up to see her father the next day. I'll call him to arrange that, though." Oh? Okay. I'll tell her." Thanks." I sagged against the wall, feeling the relief washing through my body. Then I realized one other thing I had to say."Uh, listen," I said, "if she doesn't want me to come, please tell her to call me back. I still have a little bit of time in which I could cancel the reservation." Okay." Thanks."We hung up and I once again sagged against.