It hurts like hell. I scream. He waits as the pain rises in a crescendo, peaks, and starts to subside. Crack! A second slash, just below the previous ...ne, and a scream, heart rending. Again a pause, and a third stroke, and a fourth, and a fifth. I scream for the lash, and cry between lashes. He works his way down my back; as he reaches my waist, I swear to myself, for the hundredth time, that I will never again come back here. But I know that I will.He stops after whipping my waist. I continue. He kicked my legs so the were spread out, and glared at me when I tried to shut them. Stop! I whimpered, but he called me a slut and said that I had got myself into this mess. He started to line up his cock with my little hole when I remembered that he hadnt put a condom on. Wait! Please remember to use the condom at least! I panicked. What he said next stunned me. Nah, I dont like em, and honestly I dont give a fuck if you get knocked up, I want to blow my load inside you. Oh and that thing I. " Are you sure?" I only bet on certainties. The other thing is that you could always write to the Head and tell him that it has only just come to your knowledge and that he might like to nip it in the bud." That's not a bad idea at all, Hank. I might well do just that." So when are you planning to move to Sheila's?" I don't know. I'm going to put the house on the market on Monday. If it goes quickly we'll be down soon. If it doesn't I'll just have to leave it in the hands of the agents and move. Yvonne sighed softly and leaned against him. He wasn’t sure why their first love-making session had been so intense and lay there, puzzling that. ‘Hey, Ben, are you there?’ Yvonne asked. He turned and looked at her. ‘Sorry,’ he said, ‘I was thinking.’ ‘About what?’ she asked. ‘About how hot you are today,’ he replied. Yvonne put her arms around him and hugged him. ‘God! It was pretty intense, wasn’t it?’ she said. ‘I don’t think I’ve ever been fucked as hard as you just fucked me!’ ‘I’m sorry,’.