We slowly circle, our eyes playing across each others forms, you glance down at my hardness, and I see your nipples, hard, protruding from the fur cov...ring your large breasts. We both growl with the desire to tear each other limb from limb or to fuck the other into submission. You back slowly up the bank, I follow keeping the distance between us. My cock twitches as I smell your musk emanating from your hot cunt. Your mouth opens as your tongue slides out licking your lips and large incisors. I. ‘And for what? A belief?’ A belief that had gotten him shunned by his peers, kicked out of his home, ‘out of my family really’, and now beaten. All for a necklace they had thrown back at him. He risked opening his eyes when no blow had come for a few minutes. Lying with him on the concrete, covered in spit and grime, was that very necklace. He couldn’t see clearly but he recognized what he would have once considered his most beloved possession. Now he didn’t know if it was worth it. He heard. What do you think, Tiffany?" I don't know," she said. "If we could run the same race over again, knowing what we know now, we ought to finish in the money. We let ourselves get too far out of contact with the leaders in the first half of the race, and getting lost a couple of times didn't help. We're only about four hours out of the money, and if we hadn't gotten lost near Nikolai, that would have put us in the money right there. I think we could do better next year, but ... I don't know. I. Sharon ordered. “Go to the cupboard and have a look in the mirror then.” I turned, eager to see just what colour my bottom was. I went to the full length mirror, turned, and gasped when I saw how red my bottom was. “See there, Ruth, that’s how red I will be making your bottom each and every time I spank you. That’s what we agreed, wasn’t it?” I just cried some more. Sure I knew I deserved to be spanked and yes I agreed I needed to be spanked harder so I wasn’t going to object. I just needed to.