In fact, he loved to make me get there before he entered me, so I'd be soaked, extra sensitive, and even more responsive. And I always knew that he lo...ed my reactions, to make me feel things, the more, the better. There were nights in which he'd touch my clit, play with it for minutes, making me come for him once or twice… To then start using both hands, working the inside part of my entrance, stimulating my g-spot while tirelessly making his magic with my clit… And I'd go crazy, moan loudly,. Michael took it a step beyond and also paddled my balls before he was done taking swats on my ass. That occasion morphed into routine whippings by all three men and as bad as the pain was it replayed in my mind and I boned up and actually looked forward to my next ass beating from the three men. Michael, the biggest man, beat the fuck out of me another time; laid me out, punched and kicked my balls hard over and over. When he knew I was vanquished he tossed me onto his bed and fucked me hard. "Good luck then" they said, "it's a good job youknow how to use a washing machine," and began walking away. I suddenlyrealised I had no idea how to use one, but convinced myself that I couldjust wash everything in the sink and all would be fine. I put my hand inmy pocket to get out my door key, and realised that in my haste to leavethat morning I had forgotten to pick it up off my desk. I had no way ofgetting back into the house!Reluctantly, and in desperation, I caught up with Melanie and. . “Michael, you may speak your vow.”His voice was weak, then he cleared his throat and began again.“I, Michael Rodgers, give myself to thee, Mr Reynolds and thee Mrs Reynolds, for you to have and to own, to serve and obey you, from this day forward, to make your lives better and easier, to love you and cherish you, till death do us part, and thereto, I give myself to you, as my Master and Mistress.”I felt my eyes tearing up as he spoke his vow. Then my husband spoke... “Susannah, you may now.