You could give me life. That isthe price of your freedom, creature."I could only sigh at that demand, and slowly shake my head.I earned a powerful las...ing across my bare back and ass with what feltlike some kind of slender crop. The hissing sting of the device grewprogressively worse as it seemed to continue unabated for hours. Thebeating did not stop until I had nearly passed out, tears, and likelyblood, flowing freely from my ravaged flesh.Even as I hung there, panting in pain and exhaustion,. One, two, three, four seconds passed, then she loosened her lips and started to raise her head. At this point I couldnt help it, I reached up and placed my hand on the back of her head, pushed her face down, and whispered, “Dont stop”. I obviously frightened her, as she jerked and made a little squeal, and tried to pull away. I tightened my fingers in her hair, pulled it just a little, then pressed her head back down again. I said a little louder, “Angela, dont stop.” She responded better that. Water splashed every where but wat the heck you only live once. I was holding back as long as I could but finally I came with a great spurt. “Oh that feels so good and so hot inside me. I need that more often.”Before we left the hot tub house we did missionary. I enjoyed that 'cause I would put the tip of Fred just barely in the opening then withdraw and repeat a few times before thrusting in as hard as I could. June was always taken by surprise but said she loved that. I loved it too. I love. We decided not to talk about it or tell neighbors or close friends, but we end up being discovered one way or another, some people would understand, others would accuse us of lying or faking facts, but we had no other choice except dealing with it as it comes, not that we were ashamed of it that much, we are still selling our bodies, having sex for money or fringe benefits or whatever you want to call it.In fact, if I had a friend and have already explained to him or to her that I am a whore, a.