”She smiled. “Oh, Hal, that’s an easy one! I figured out why your brain ceased functioning around me given the blood volume required elsewhere, ...f course, and that you weren’t being a thoughtless putz on purpose! Once I did, I was quite flattered by your buffoonery.”I was blushing, but her typically frank comment made me laugh. “Ah, okay… and thanks, I think. And yes, that’s what I finally attributed it to as well.”“Now, tell me how it came about that I was fortunate enough to witness you in. In memory of our last kiss, on her porch, when I went home planning how I could ask her to marry me while she went home to cry rape.In my mind she would struggle as I cut her clothes from her body and then go from demanding her release and threatening me to begging to be released as hunger overtook her, and pain, hanging from the ceiling while I criss crossed her back and buttocks with my whip.She would remain tied, standing, either suspended from a hook or on the cross or wheel sooner or later. Then another, then another, all the time Mistress telling me that I need to learn to listen and not tell lies to her.After 10-20 smacks, my bottom started to burn a little. After 30-40 I started thinking that she must stop.But stop she didn't, and they came harder, harder and harder, and it was hurting a great deal. There was anger in her voice. She was genuinely angry that I upset her, and she was taking it out on my."I am very sorry Mistress," I whimpered, but still she carried on."Please. He pushed his dick in my asshole and it went straight inside.In front of the counter was a mirror. I was clearly able to see who was inside my asshole. I was able to observe his expressions and the pleasure he was having. He fucked my asshole for good 20 minutes and flooded inside with loud grunt. As soon as he was off and withdrew his dick, the next guy came forward.He turned me upside down and now my back was on the counter and legs up in the air. He pushed his dick inside my pussy and mouth.