I had my hands on her waist and was really pummeling her and she was loving it. “Oh yeah baby, I love it, I just fucking love it. C’mon baby, fuck...me hard, slam that cock into me and cum in my cunt.” About three more serious strokes, with the sweat now dripping off of me, I rammed into her and shot my load. “Oh God, yes, cum in me baby, fuck.” I collapsed on to her and tried to breath. She rubbed my back, sides, kissed my neck, and whispered in my ear, “You fuck good.” She had lowered her. We both came. After a moment she climbed off me, went out to the bathroom, and came back with a wet wash cloth and cleaned us both. She returned to bed, and we held each other. I laid there quietly for several minutes, not sure how I was going to ask the question that had been on my mind since the end of the fight."Lisa, why did you let me win? We both know you had me in real trouble in that last round. I've seen you knock out half a dozen guys in less time than you had me in that corner. Yet. Pleas for mercy or release will be fully ignored. The prisoner will have no rights and will be completely under the control of the punisher in every way, a thing to be used and abused with out mercy or consideration. Any errors, miscounts or mumbling will result in the number of lashes to be increased. Temporary toilet release after two hours will be permitted. BUT! prior to this release 50 additional lashes will be given and not part of the sentence. After the 500 lashes have been given. The. The Swordsman stayed within his valley, tending to his fields and his workers fears. But to the north there lived a man, his daughter and three sons, they tended fields of wheat and kept cows. It was on this bitter night that the daughter, a fair girl of 16, went out into the night to search for a cow that she saw was missing from it’s pen. She tracked it to the edge of the Twilight Valley where only a mess of blood and lack of grass told of the lost bovine, and she was startled, yet never.