I sat next to her. I put my right hand on her hair, with my left turned her to look at me. “I’ll go slowly. Just let me know if we move to fast. U...derstand?” She over-eagerly nodded her head up and down yes. “I know. Danielle said you’d let me boss you around!” As she steered me back onto the bed, my calves hanging off, my rock hard cock painfully constrained in my tight pants! She traces a little pink finger up my thigh, pokes my rock hard cock and giggles nervously, then she rolls onto her. This time laying a lash across her creamy ass. Kristen writhed in her bonds... her pussy was getting wet!Around and around her he went, sometimes hitting her breasts, stomach or thighs, sometimes her back or ass. When he swung it between her legs and hit her squarely on her open pussy, she convulsed in pleasure and pain... she almost came when he landed a direct hit on her clit. But most of the lashes were centered on her pussy and her ass. Kristen was breathing very hard when he finished,. Over the last few months alone he had printed out thousands of pages. It was unknown how much more was loaded on thumb drives.Every comment he made would be in exchange for a better sentencing deal. Then there would be the point at which he started lying to gain a better deal. One thing was for sure, he would not be making any trips to Camp Smith.Clayton Albright had lost all of his clearances, and upon his release from the hospital was going to answer a lot of questions. Someone with real rank. Katie fetched Lewis and his family from Nafferton on Sunday morning, they spent the day with us in Newsham, helping us with last minute preparations. He seemed to be getting on well with the two women Kat had paired him with. One was Olive, a small woman in her early thirties, quite dark, possibly southern European, although she spoke English without any accent. And Ronnie, short for Veronica, who was a large woman, probably about fifty, and very loud! There was no doubt she kept Lewis under.