Step. Crack. It’s more intense this time. You’re in your stride. You’ve marked me on my left buttock again. I gasp. The pain is more co-ordinate..., and warm glow spreads throughout, but is centred in my womb. There’s a point in my arousal where my perception shifts. It’s not like a physical orgasm, but there are similarities. My mind opens, outwards: I imagine it be like a flower, unfolding, exposing itself to the dew-fresh world for the first time. Colours take on an unnatural heightened. Last night, my wife was out of town so I put phase 1 of my plan into the action and, Claire, it's working! She came home from school wearing her cute little schoolgirl outfit and came and sat by me on the sofa I put my arm around her waist and my right hand on her thigh has she told me about her day at school I slowly slid my hand higher on her leg feeling the soft baby skin and my touch until I reached the hem of her skirt. I looked at her but she didn't stop talking so I slid my hand. Barbara’s assfuck continued, John sunk his cock back down her throat and Kelly continued to play in her cunt. John grabbed the needle, took Barbara’s right breast, pulled the nipple tight and proceeded to puncture Barbara’s other tender piece of flesh. He pushed and twisted working the needle slowly again as the blood trickled from her nipple. Barbara’s pleasurable orgasm immediately merged with pain, but her body craved the conclusion of her orgasm. Pleasure and pain rippled back and forth. Though the two women were appalled by his actions they were not exactly surprised by what they saw; they already had enough to blackmail him with, as being violent with a young lady during a sex session would certainly be frowned upon within the staid circles he moved within, but may not be quite enough to make him relinquish his dubious business interests. As painful as it was to watch, they would allow him to continue, and deliver his own coup-de-grace.Clyde was astounded at the two women as.