It touched her eyes, a deep soft brown."That's okay. I'm kind of used to it." So ... that was pretty cool the other day. You know, when you beat me in...sprints." Yes, I remember," she said evenly."How long have you been swimming for?" Since I was old enough to hold my breath in the water." Oh, that probably explains it."Her eyes flashed--something. I couldn't read it."Explains what?" Why you beat me." I beat you because I got dropped in a pool earlier than you did?"If I hadn't been fifteen years. It was more like... sisterly. I squirmed withdiscomfort.She laughed and said, "Don't take it so hard, sweetie. You are what youare. Beta. Virgin. Tiny dick. And probably not much body hair."By then I was so beaten down that I simply admitted, "Hardly any." Wellll, I still want you for my boyfriend." She shifted her attractivebottom over toward me until our thighs were nearly touching. "But itwill have to be on my terms. First off, you'll need something to remindyou what you are. I. I love to make him grab my wrists or elbows and pull me onto his cock while he's fucking this pussy deep and hard. Omg baby Omg baby I'm gonna fucking cum give it to me, you know what I want. Give me what I want baby!! I open my legs a little more to catch my footing and lean back and squat down some more...That was exactly what he needed. He came up from under me using that position and leverage to fuck the hell out of his bitch. He let go of my arms and I grabbed onto the trunk thrusting. It was actually happening!Little wonder that, as she lay clamped in the heavy wooden pillory, Simone was, ever and anon, racked with heart-rendering, heaving sobs.For her, this was the end of the world!The utter end... But little did she know, in fact, it was only a beginning.“I say, what a pretty sight!”Melissa had, at long last returned from her shopping expedition, and now she had accompanied Quentin to his suite. There she gazed upon Simone’s upthrusting hindquarters, striped with weals,.