. " THWACKK! Tears streaming down her face, all composure gone, she begs him unashamedly to stop "Please Daddy, please no more. I love you, please no ...ore caning. Please Daddy, PLEASE". He gently soothes her "It's nearly over my love, shhhhhhh now. There's a good girl". She flinches as his hand rubs firmly over the welts on her arse. She feels the cold moisture as he roughly kicks apart her legs, his fingers applying the lube as his hands part her arse cheeks. Without ceremony he forces the. The smile that melted her heart the minute she saw it when Jeanette greeted her in her dressing room.“God, I’ve been waiting to do that since the moment I found out that your publisher agreed to let you do my interview”, Jeanette said. Now it was Kati’s turn to interrupt as she leaned into Jeanette and locked her lips onto Jeanette’s lips.Kati was now the aggressor. Jeanette slid down on the seat as Kati moved up and covered Jeanette’s body with hers.She put. My husband loved to see another man fill me. We had a little ritual that a day or two before a date with a lover, my husband was not allowed to have sex with me. I would tell him that my pussy belonged to my lover, I wanted to be clean, and he would have to wait his turn. It would drive my husband crazy with lust and I enjoyed the torture.Truth is, I hate condoms. If I'm making love with another man, I want him to finish inside of me. On a primal level, he's not dominating me and using my. Breathing would become difficult. She would panic more when she felt it. Perhaps something horrible was about to happen. She would do the breathing exercise she had learned long ago. She would do the exercise for 10 minutes and just as the attack was beginning to ease off, and she was sort of able to breathe again, something else would happen just outside of her cell, and she would immediately be in the grip of another panic attack.Mona had been in the cell for just 6 days. But it seemed now.