I'm not drunk and I like you a lot as well. If I didn't trust you to stop if I said "no", I wouldn't be here with you now. Nothing will happen here th...t I don't want to happen; fair enough?" She said as tender as any words I ever heard. In the back of my mind the only word I heard was GO, and I pressed myself to her as tight as I could, grinding my hips to hers while I devoured her face and neck.I was really unsure to where I should go next; after all, Pam just took off her clothes and then. Another two or three turns and she was painfully suspended, even in her high heels, her toes barely touching the floor."Let's se how you like the taste of the whip!" sneered the woman.Marsha looked back over her shoulder to see the old woman grasping a cat-o-nine tails. The only difference between this and original whips of this nature was that the ends of the flails were not metal tipped, but remained soft leather. Marsha's punishment would leave angry red whelps which would heal as opposed to. SMACK!!!!SMACK!!! SMACK!!! His hand comes down hard on my bottomagain and again. “Stop your wriggling and listen to me. You willswear to obey me. You will learn everything I requestof you, including every word in that handbook. You willstop the behaviors I do not care for, your swearing,nagging, and complaining. You will dress to please me.Whenever you misbehave you will be punished. Do youswear to obey me in all of these things?” “Mike, I, I , well this is. He moaned and worked his hips in time to my stroking. As he started firming up, I moved down and began rubbing his shaft with my face, feeling each and every bump and bulging vein with my cheeks and nose. The odor was dizzying and seemed to fill my mind; the world was reduced to just me and that cock. After moving to the top of his cock, I started to take him in my mouth, slowly working up and down his shaft in time to the rhythm we had established."Mmmmm, yeah, that's it, take it, take it.