The pain was immense as I was not prepared for it and as I kept my eyes on this new mistress as she too picked up and cane and disappeared behind me. ... don’t know how long they kept the punishment up, & I had lost count of the amount of strokes I had taken, but I could feel one of them rub some cold balm or oil onto my skin. My mistress then stood in front of me and unzipped part of her catsuit and out came her huge cock; it made me feel ashamed that mine was pathetically small compared to this. He would ‘slip’ and enter the wrong area and not stop till he was finished, leaving me sobbing into the pillows that he forced my face into so that my screams and pleas couldn’t be heard and with any amount of begging or pleading from me with him to stop would result in him gagging me, being smothered with a pillow, or choked until I passed out. With my sobbing and tears urging him on to inflict more pain. And even with all of this, I stayed. Because when it was over, he would say he was. While my friend finds a secluded place and parks the cab I let go of your mouth and you turn to me and say in a demanding voice. "What the Hell are you doing, asshole, I've got to get back to work! Where the FUCK are taking me?" You also turn to my friend and scream. "Who the Hell are YOU?" That's my friend, baby, and he's going to help me teach you a lesson!" I tell you. "Well you can TAKE your lesson and sh…" You start to say when I shove a gag in your mouth and tie it with a. ‘Hello?’ a female voice Tom recognized said. ‘Hi. Is this Alison?’ he asked. ‘Yes,’ the woman said warily, ‘It’s Alison.’ ‘This is Tom Singleton,’ he said. He’d met Alison almost a year before, and had made no effort to contact her since. But since he had to deliver some horses in the town where Alison lived, Tom thought he’d call her. ‘Ah…Tom…Tom Singleton…’ Alison said. There was a pregnant pause. ‘Oh, yes, I remember you Tom. I…I didn’t expect to hear from you again. Are…are you here in.