“Are you still mad at me?” I asked. “Yes I’m afraid that in the bedroom with those other women nearby with the smell of sex in the air, I will...admit to being horny, but I just want to stick to women.” Challa said. “Well I have told you I have no intention of sharing and just allowing you to keep your legs closed. So if I was you I would start to getting my mind to the understanding that sex with a man is going to happen sooner rather than later.” I replied.Bantu and Roto were two men that liked. Grabbing her hips, he backed out and slammed forward again. He repeated this several times and each time was again rewarded with a loud and satisfying screamShe looked so good down in front of him like this; her head down on a pillow, her back arched and rump high in the air. He couldn't resist, he brought his hand up and brought it down on her ass with a loud 'smack'; this coincided with him slamming forward into her again, causing her to back into him. The impact was like a car crash, he. " ... Yes, my husband," she intoned taking the offending utensil, replacing it and again standing to the side."Do you really think your displeasing me will be let off so lightly? Fetch the riding crop."Returning with the crop she placed it in his hand."Arms over your head!" he ordered. Instantly she obeyed. "Well at least you know how to follow directions." Three times the crop lashed her tender breasts, Marianne wishing to cry out in pain, but knowing even more punishment would follow,. As the clerk held the cage in place she looked over to Mistress and asked you got it. Mistress reached into her purse and pulled out a small brass lock and handed it to the clerk. The clerk placed the lock through the pin and turned the lock. Before locking the lock the clerk asked Mistress, are you sure. There is no turning back. Mistress looked at me and shaking her head yes she said yup. He asked for this. Then she said make him lock it. He asked for this. Let him lock himself up. The clerk.