I was genuinely frightened and all thoughts of Sophie had gone from my mind. The start was announced by a curt, “Twelve strokes! Count!” I got ...he words, “One Ma’am” out before the pain hit me. The second stroke silenced me for a while as I came to terms with the solid tips sinking into my right cheek. Eventually I managed to get the “Two, Ma’am!” out, closely followed by “Three, Ma’am!” Celia walked around to my right and measured the leather across my buttocks before a fierce backhand. She wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my mid-section. I knew when I was had and surrendered and kissed her back. While all this was going on there was an automatic reaction taking place just below water level resulting in her sitting on the end of something very hard and insistent. She slid down a little bit and what was a very narrow seat became entombed in a velvet chamber. I was the last person in the world to find fault with that situation but I still attempted to extract. Hannah told him not to stop, it felt too good. Bald guy once again reached under her and began rubbing her engorged clit, causing Hannah to moan out loud. Then she began matching Kevin’s strokes, slamming her ass back against Kevin. “Ah, so you’re ready for a good pounding now, are you?” Kevin groaned. “Yes! Fuck my ass hard with your monster cock Kevin! Fuck me hard now!” Hannah screamed. And with that Kevin began pile driving her ass with everything he had. Harder and faster he pounded her,. Trent was just above average height, with a strong jaw and a nice head of dark straight hair. As my eyes trailed down his thick arms I noticed that he was holding his hand out to me. “I am sorry,” his deep gray eyes twinkled as he smiled at me. “May I still take you out to dinner?” He still held his hand out to me, it looked strong, yet gentle. “Yes,” I said grasping his hand. Warmth exploded throughout my body at this first touch. Once again I was stunned into silence as he took his seat.