She must do stuff like this constantly.Bobbie leaned forward and kissed Luka deeply, tasting both the weed andthe strawberry ice cream she had eaten e...rlier, Luka responded bypulling on the strap, causing the shoulder harness to come off in onepiece, one of the gears ripping the corset. Bobbie shot an arm aroundher waist and looked up at the blond girl, the multicolored dreadlocksthey had put in behind the goggles and under the Lolita hat she wore.The corset fell away, exposing Bobbie's right. Now, as The Beast’s hand landed on her abused arse, she felt her cunny tingle. Each smack brought with it a twinge of hot pleasure that began to spread through her from between her legs. In some far off place she was screaming with agony, but she didn’t care. She deserved it. She wanted it.She thought she had reached the perfect moment, but the next proved her wrong. Beneath her, she felt something in The Beast’s lap swell. She was naïve, but she knew enough to recognise what was happening.. He drained his cup and stood, offering his hand to me. "We'll be in touch. Thanks for the coffee."After he walked away, I turned to Connie and asked, "What was all that about?" I had an idea I wanted to run by him and he said it was necessary to meet you. I can't say any more about it right now." Please?" Sorry. I can't."I didn't care for the mystery, but it didn't seem life threatening, so I let it pass. We finished our lunch and said goodbye, promising to meet at the Y.At the Y, I ditched the. I fight with him and he hurts me – hurts me so good. I am manhandled, and smacked at least two or three times, but I never stop fighting until his hand is around my neck. That is his power, that is what I respect at this point, his ability to deprive me of air, of life. With his hand, so much larger and rougher than mine, gripping my neck, just beginning to squeeze, that is when I listen to his words. Despite his anger with me, his voice is calm and even – he orders and I obey, having no will.