In the dimly lit punishment room she was quickly cuffed at wrists and ankles to the same vertical X frame used to hold her before. Once again, as when...she first arrived here was no warning and no explanation before the multi-tailed whip descended on her. This time it struck her shoulders, her arse and her thighs in quick succession. Her screams would certainly have wakened any dead bodies within the palace as she again felt the multiple lines of burning agony across the whole height of her. I felt a tremor jolt through her and I smiled to myself. She was cumming. She started to shout the word ‘fuck’ over and over. Her screams slowly subsided and her grip on my head finally relaxed. I looked up at her, my face soaked with her juices. Her eyes were lidded and she had the sweetest smile on her face, looking down at me. She stroked my hair and didn’t say anything. Slowly, she slid down the length of the tree and folded herself into me. Some snow had settled onto our ground quilt but. This was causing feelings in him that weren't welcome. It had been a long time for Doc, since he'd had a woman. And he'd never had one who was young and pretty like this one. Not that he intended on doing anything past getting her heart beating harder, but it still seemed like rape - that's what it would be in his mind, with her unconscious like this. Without conscious intent, his hands took on a more languid motion as they moved from massaging her breasts, to playing with them. It was still. Morris shook his head again, “Sure thing. I’ll just put a statement in your box so you can take care of it when you choose.” Amanda smiled again, “Thanks I appreciate that.” Mr. Morris nodded and ran off to the back only to return in a matter of couple of minutes with a huge box in between his arms. “Here is everything.” Amanda smiled, “Here I’ll take it. I appreciate it.” Mr. Morris shook his head but only they could see his eyes, “No just point me to your vehicle and I’ll put it in there.