Although he didn’t struggle, he was punched several times in the face by a Mountain Warrior who wore a head-dress of a leopard’s skull and appeare... to be more senior than the others. Venerable’s face was soon a bloody wreck. One eye was dripping blood and his nose and lips were burst and bleeding profusely. He was then punched in the stomach so that he fell onto the ground as a huddled wreck in front of Lady Geranium. ‘It may surprise you to know,’ said Lady Geranium conciliatorily, ‘that this. I keep begging but he stays strong not listening. It’s in these moments that I thoroughly love him, I’m laid out before him begging and pleading for his cock and he looks me in the eye’s says SMT and I fall silent, knowing he has everything under control......I’m his completely and he bring me so much pleasure, more than I ever knew possible. He demands I slap on asshole eight times with his belt, slowly he counts of each one....praised me for being his good little whore and I cum seven more. Exactly the sort of person that a predator like Michael would prey on.Maggie explained that Michael, or Mike as she called him, was a salesmanfrom Durham who only came through Bristol once a week and he made surethat, no matter how busy he was, he made time for her. She admitted thatshe hadn't asked him if he was married but she doubted it, Mike had toldher that she was his one true love and she believed him.Jenny felt bad as she told the girl that she was Michael's wife and thateverything he. I told him you go talk to him I will wait here. Dad walked over to him just as he tossed the game ball into his car. It was a little dark in the parking lot and John would not be able to see who I was at least yet plus dads truck also hid me. I heard my dad say, Good game today son, as he shook Johns hand. Hey Mr._____, Thanks, John replied. Call me Jack son you have known me long enough, dad said. Hell I and Janet came down together, we thought maybe you needed a ride home like in High School,.