Yvonne's fingers fumbled over the keys, typing those very words."Your whips and the studded leather belt sounds wonderfully cruel," Rob continued dict...ting.Yvonne blindly followed and typed the words.A couple more lines and she signed off with love and... "yours to use and abuse." Oh darling! I can't send something like that!' Yvonne then gasped in trembling tones as the computer cursor hovered above the 'send' button."You can. You love being a slut and a whore," her husband excitedly and. ’ I heard her sniff and then a heavy breath. ‘OK, I’m sorry. I’m just so angry.’ ‘Can Kate come to the phone, Amanda? Is she there?’ ‘No, she’s asleep. But she seems ill, Daniel. Her breathing is so fast and kind of shallow?’ ‘You need to phone an ambulance, Amanda. Will you do that for me? Do it now, OK?’ ‘OK.’ I heard her throw the mobile down and then footsteps as she made her way to the house telephone. I took a deep breath and tried to remain calm myself. The thought of anything happening. She just reluctantly gave in…She was ordered to turned towards the headboard and bend over to bury her face into the pillow.Lana looked back at me, trying to hold back from laughing. She gave Sheena a hard spanking, telling her she had been a bad girl. I crawled up next to them. She slapped Sheena again and I heard some muffled screams coming from the pillow.Lana grabbed Sheena by the hair, pulling her face from the pillow. “Are you ready for your butt fucking, bitch?”. She hissed…Shena mumbled. Coughing a little. Big strands of spit hung from my mouth to his cock. Some of it falling onto my legs. My had remained on his throbbing cock. I looked up at him, breathing heavy. “you choked me a little there, Mr. Hardy.” A few tears had slipped out of the corer of my eyes when his cock entered my throat. They now streamed down my cheeks. He looked down at me. His cock wet in my hand as I jerked him still. “It feels so good when it hit’s the back of your throat, Jan. Can you give it another.