Maybe she should make the first move.Why not? she thought. She would wait for a lull in the movie. She stood up to get something else to drink, using ...hat as an excuse to sit nearer to him when she came back. She sat right next to him, closer than she had been before. Her leg was touching his.She stared straight ahead at the television, but she could see him looking at her out of the corner of her eye in the dark room. She looked over at him, and they looked at each other. She smiled. He smiled. I told him to, "Shut Up". I do have neighbours and we were against my front door so it wouldn't take much for someone walking past my door to hear any noise that close.He was getting close to orgasm. If we had kept it up, I would have had an orgasm grinding against his bum as well but I knew Slave Boy would beat me to cumming, he was twenty-two after all.Whispering in his ear, I told him not to cum, and if he did, he would be punished.I think that Slave Boy tried to resist cumming but he was. ‘That would be the baby,’ Ashira told him. ‘Seriously?’ Jake asked. Ashira nodded. ‘That’s incredible,’ Jake said. ‘It feels weird,’ Ashira admitted. Jake laughed. ‘I can only imagine,’ Jake said. Ashira pulled out of Jake’s arms. ‘I need to finish dinner,’ she murmured, turning back to the stove. ::Chapter Six: The Nightmare Continues:: ‘Larson’s Tan San Diego,’ Ashira answered. ‘I hear we’re having a baby.’ Ashira shivered as she recognized the voice. ‘We aren’t having anything,’ Ashira told. Tears once again flowed down her cheeks. Bragk whipped her some more and then stopped and sat down. She then looked over at Jennifer who was watching from beneath her brow. ‘You come do this a while, I’m tired.’ Bragk, the whip mistress ordered. ‘Yes mistress,’ Jennifer said, rising from her chair. She unclipped herself from the wall but left the leash attached to her collar. She walked over to where Bragk sat. The whip mistress handed her the large, heavy whip. It was made of leather covered.