“Come on, you’re getting all serious on me! I know what you need.” He dashed off to the bar and returned very quickly with a bottle of tequila a...d two shot glasses. “Oh no,” I said, “no way. I’m not doing shots in an afternoon!” Clearly too late to argue, he handed me a glass and I sat with slumped shoulders as he sloshed tequila in its vague environs. “Come on, let’s just neck them. Last one to finish has to do another!” Looking back, right there was where I should have stopped him. He beat me. Maybe he could just relax and forget about his problems once he got home and could think without distractions. In three hours he was turning off the exit to the state highway that led to the campus, which was nestled in the countryside. Soon he passed through the town around the campus and headed down his street. He turned the last curve just a block before his house and noticed that two cars were parked in his driveway. He slowed down and recognized Kerri’s convertible Mustang parked in front. This one at least knows what to expect."Stroking her hair I tell her, "Touch her heart, slave. Gently. Feel how it fades? That is the essence of my pleasure."She stares into my eyes and I see her pupils widen with excitement. Looking down at the remains of the girl on the bed before her, I see her shudder. This girl used to be like her, and she will become like this girl in time.She reaches out her hand to slowly touch the dying girl's heart. Its beat has slowed and it's starting to become. The breath caught in Cherry's throat and began to shake with fear and anticipation. Denise stopped close to the head of the bed and she rubbed the leather paddle slowly over each nipple in turn. "You are such slut for touching yourself while watching me." Denise stated. Then she smacked each nipple one after another until each one turned red and swollen. When Cherry could take no more she cried out, "Yes I am such a naughty slut!"The young girl paused and ran her fingers over Cherry's juicy.