Your hands tangling into my hair…pulling my head back and forth as you pump your hips…you press right down into my throat and cum shooting it stra...ght into my stomach. You step back and stoop down…pulling out a cat o’ nine tails. You lay that on the floor in front of me…you also lay out a riding crop, a cane, a wide leather belt, a paddle, and a wooden spoon. You step behind me and bring your hand down on my ass…SMACK….SMACK…SMACK. You ask the assembled crowd who wants to spank my bitch…before. Mostly they would just avoid me except for at dinner, but one of them, Agnes, became my friend. She was the first to draw out from me the story I have now told to you. Once she knew the truth she left. “I thought I would never see her again, but a few months later she came back and told me she had set up a kind of safe haven for women who have run away from violent men. She told me that I could never buy redemption, but if I was sorry at all I should fund her project. She has to work in secret,. Later I introduced Andrew to our neighbor and we became very well acquainted. One evening she invited us to have dinner at her place. Blanche was a perfect hostess, we had a great time, and we returned the invitation a week later, our great friendship had a start like this. I was still unemployed and had a lot of time to spend with Blanche. Our neighbour had good talking points and carried on very interesting conversations. Step by step she became a sort of charismatic leader for me. I was. Seeing as she is obviously horny I'm going to have some fun. We finish off the rest the game kissing and funny crap and the mood dies so we stop. Joanna put's on the the TV and sit's on the end of couch so I sit next to her. The rest of them are on the floor messing with liana for seemingly obvious reasons. So Joanna's phone rings and she answers, It's some gay guy whatever I put my hand on her lap slowly really slow so she wouldn't notice, I start easing my hand to her inner thigh than start.