Her selling price was over 3x the next highest. In watching her new owner withher over the course of the evening, I was happy I did not auction myself...off.She was spanked and beaten many times. Her nipples were tortured with clothespins,and she was also tickled. They played a number of scenes together. Her asswas bright red most of the night. She seemed to love it though, and stayedquiet and very submissive during her scenes. During the auction, scenes continuedto take place. Every now and then. By Sunday evening he had written as follows:Dear Isobel,I have abided by your wish and have not attempted to see you nor will I until you give me permission. That does not mean that I have enjoyed myself. I miss you badly: your laughter, your quick wit, your sense of fun, your gentleness and indeed your attractiveness. I live in hope of you changing your mind. I selfishly hope you've missed me at least a bit too. After all, you did say you liked me and admitted to an attraction.When you first. He pushed his cum filled shaft into Richa’s mouth while Bunty had managed to push a finger inside her to gauge where the hole was amongst the juices. Richa was literally cum filled but she welcomed Khan’s cock and started licking the juices of it. Bunty had by then figured her prime hole and was thrusting in like a steam engine. He was probably too excited and was trying to give her some hardest stroke. His thighs were literally thumping on Richa’s and that was creating enough noise for Khan to. Shaking the thoughts out of my head, before Carver could react, I swung my arm back, gripping the doubled-over leather belt tightly, and applied it to Carver’s posterior with a vengeance.He shrieked, writhing on the bed trying to get away, but I didn’t give him the chance – I tightened my grip on his uninjured arm, pressing him down on the mattress firmly, and did it again. And again.My size was finally good for something, I decided, as I realized it wasn’t terribly difficult to hold him down..