Bolstering her resolve, Blondie spoke again. "I want to know what you are thinking, Alexander." "About what, mom?" Blondie swallowed again. ...About what you saw me doing over there on the floor." Alexander's mind was blank. Nothing there would form into anything that would be coherent. Blondie continued her massage, u*********sly moving her hand to Alexander's thigh. He noticed this and shifted uncomfortably. Blondie ignored this and continued feeling his leg. "Well?" Alexander. Snugly so she couldn't wriggle free but not so tight there there wasn't play, so to speak, between her and the metal beams that comprised the shape of the X. The whole contraption was tilted forward at about a 15-degree angle so that she hung suspended from her constraints. Other than her and the cross there was very little else in the room. A few toys were hung on the wall and were what you might expect in such an establishment. Various whips and riding crops, gags, ropes of various sorts,. Taking careful aim, he swung the belt again. Her bodyjerked and then stiffened at the impact, tears filling her eyes as fire filledher crotch. Again the belt caught her full between the legs and she moaneddeeply, pussy leaking fresh juices and eyes leaking tears that ran into herhair. Again, and?? he heard a muffled cryas her hips made a valiant effort to lift her puss to meet his belt. Again andagain, and he listened for the bell that would stop him amid the sounds of hermuffled screams, but. Just give me a call,” Jeff returned over his shoulder as he and Hall headed for his quarters to pick up his gear.In the supervisors’ residence trailer, Hall said, “That’s not necessary...” as Jeff grabbed one of the young man’s bags. When the admonishment didn’t work, Hall quickly grabbed the other bag and hurried to keep up with Jeff and Kayla.The uniformed guard, odd rifle strapped to his shoulder, saluted Jeff as they walked through the gate. The day was bright and clear, the temperature.