"As far as you and your daughter are concerned – sir, I serve you - and her as well if you so wish it - however I am required to. You know that, sir... I've offered you 24/7/365 many times and you've always refused me. I'm here for the long haul, no matter what." How do you want me to deal with you, given that I'm not going to simply kill the slut and move on? What changes do you want me to make in our life together?"Christie looked out the window toward the lake."I assume you're going to treat. ” They arrived at Ruth’s Penthouse. Jack was totally impressed. Ruth’s Bentley was still at May’s. After Ruth had packed they would go and pick it up. Jack had brought the refrigerated cool box into the kitchen. Jack had four bottles of Champagne and all the food and there was still room left in it. Jack was drinking a mug of tea with honey, he was sitting on the sofa in the master bedroom. Ruth was packing her suitcase. Ruth said, “Jack, we will need an overnight bag for tonight. I can put. I will continue this until whipping victim orgasms.CRACK!Debbie felt the whip go between her legs again. She heard Beth scream, but Beth also kept her tongue working. She knew that Debbie was getting close, and the sooner she succeeded to getting Debbie to cum, the sooner this whole ordeal would end. And, Debbie was about to cum. She no longer cared about the whipping. All she wanted to do was cum. ?Fifty. Thank you Mistress. May I have another??Just then it happened.?Yes, Yes, Yes!? . When I thought I might kill her if she went another second without touching me. She spread my lips apart, after lathering my thighs with kisses. She gave me one soft, slow lick right up the middle of my womanhood, resting, at the end, just about my clitoris. Then she nudged it again with her tongue. And again. And again. And faster. And she was ravaging my clit and I was writhing everywhere. I was convulsing and there was nothing I could do about it. I came and I was in heaven. It seemed like a.