Oneway to deal with it is to shove your cock in her mouthanyway, thus forcing your slave to eat her mistakes. Inever do that with Molly because it's d...sgusting and shemight get sick. Instead, I just stop and wash my cock—and then I inflict a punishment so severe that itguarantees she won't make the same mistake for along, long time. The last time it happened was monthsago, and Molly had to spend six hours on the Japanesehorse with a giant plug in her ass. Her screams of painwere so. I introduced myself and made small talk and asked her to dance. She surprised me when she came out of the booth and led me by the hand to the dance floor. Beth wasn’t much for conversation, but she moved like a pole dancer. The deejay played “I Can’t Get No Satisfaction” and I hoped Mick Jagger wasn’t singing for me. The Stones faded into a slow number and I took Beth in my arms and pulled her close. My cock responded instantly, and she pressed against it. Slow dancing with Beth was like. Asfar as he was concerned the whole thing had been a sideshow,a distraction from the upward trajectory of his life.Fortunately, Anne Peyton shared none of her father's doubtsand had eventually been won over by the good looks andslightly risqu? sense of humor that had charmed manywomen into his bed over the past ten years. Not that hehad bedded Anne, of course, oh no. Not only wouldn't shehave entertained the idea of premarital sex, but Markexpected any wife of his to still be a virgin on. But I understand."I sighed, and reflected on Teddy's good qualities. "Why can't I find some guy in the middle? Someone who will respect me and adore me and be a nice guy like Teddy, but with Grant's confidence and charisma?" Once again, I found myself sighing and waving at David. "Someone like him." Back off sister," Amber laughed and rubbed her fiancé's arm. "This one's mine. Or at least, he will be in two days." Pssht," I snorted. "You two have been married ever since you got back together..