.." Does there need to be a reason?" Nyet, Gaspazha." (and merely a sigh of resignation)"So you are learning?" Da, spaseeba, Gaspazha."Pavea was being...so compliant they Neena begins to suspect this is the prelude to the American trying to negotiate some sort of deal to avoid punishment. Time to disappoint her."Punishment is always good for slaves, Pavea. I could not remember when I last strapped you. And, as Vyera is busy elsewhere..." (a fleeting image crosses Neena's mind: Vyera bucking and. My right wrist was held by something and I looked down to see I was handcuffed to a bed rail. I looked to the left without moving my head and beyond the cast on my left arm I saw her sitting in a chair beside the bed. Trench coat, white blouse, cleavage, sandy hair tumbled over her left eye. What did you do? she asked again, her face wavering into focus as I looked at her. There was still more pain as I tried to inhale a deep breath. They put a bullet in your chest, stay still. I&hellip,what? I. That encouraged me to slam her harder. She moaned louder and loved it more. It occurred to me that I should be stroking her clit with my fingers to add to her high. I slipped a finger into her pussy and searched for her clit or g-spot. But it is difficult to locate either from an awkward position. Still, my finger set her off and she dumped a hot load of cum on my hand. Remembering what Hippie Girl had done to me (not stopping after their first orgasm), I continued to slam into her. She only. I stood up and said, “There you go. She’s all relaxed.”“Did you finish? Oh dear. I was having a lovely time,” Cathy said making her disappointment clear."Honey, I will message you," Derry interjected.“Oh, Derry. Not that you are bad, but Noel is gifted. I wish I could get more of it,” Cathy answered.“How about tomorrow?” I enquired.Derry and Cathy looked at me simultaneously. The only difference between the two was, Derry looked at me in horror while Cathy looked at me with a smiling face.“I’d.