As soon as cold air hit her she took a deep breath and relaxed I was looking at her lips and boobs she was hot she opened her eyes after some time and...we introduced ourselves and I asked where she lives and I came to know that she is near my place and I stopped the car for a nice cold coffee I brought back and we sipped in and talked a bit more. There I came to know that she is a widow, teacher and lives with her 18 years old son. I was amazed and told her that she doesn’t look like a mom of 18. Then I felt his soft touch on my legs. He raised me up so that he could have easy access to my pussy. “Have you been a bad girl? I think you have so I will show you what happens to bad girls.” He said. Before I could answer he took a small whip and as hard as he could he brought it down upon me. I screamed in pain. He did it again laughing at me. “I like it when you scream.” He said and took off the blindfold. “Count you stupid Bitch count.” He demanded. 1….2….3….4 I count as tears run. ‘You have to stay up for a good four or five hours to fight off jetlag, I thought you might need some fuel.’ ‘Thanks Lou.’ ‘Um… do you want to talk about anything? You kinda look like hell.’ Ellia sighed. ‘Thanks, but not really. Maybe in a few days when it has settled in.’ But in a few days she still didn’t feel like talking about it. Micah had emailed her three times telling her about how much he missed her. Every time she cried and every time she typed the same answer: ‘Micah, I miss. Everyday he comes in and shocks her system. The shocks that he gave were worse than the ones Korie gave off… and that meant trouble. She finished with work and home she went. When she stepped into her house, she looked around and noticed that almost all the traces of Korie were gone. Too tired to cook she ordered out, took her much needed shower, and as soon as she was done sleep came and took over. She woke up herself up from her moans, her body sweaty and hot and breathing hard as if she ran.