I never want us to be apart again!" I suppose we'll be apart after the knife fight. Except when I come to whip you tonight and every night. Last night... was the last we'll spend together, not that it was that much fun - not with you unconscious after I'd beaten you. You might have easily lost today because of being so weakened. But the Great Lady Fortescue won't let up on you. She really has it in for you - poor Francine." I'm surviving, Frederica. The pain from last night has already gone. I'll. But through the material, I could still feel the tufts of pubic hair around the base of his organ, now hard and erect across his right leg. My hand strained around inside the small space. His balls may have been a boy’s but his tool was that of a man; not particularly thick but surprisingly long – “especially for such a short chap”, I thought.Still through his soft cotton boxer shorts, I could feel that he was already in a high state of excitement, soaking wet from the pre-cum juices I had. "Sure you can," he said. "Trust me." He started slow, but soon he picked up the pace and once again he was pounding his cock into me. I tried to match his movements, but the pain of the second ball entering my butt made me pause. I saw my reflection in the mirror, my face twisted with ecstasy, as he eased the bulbous knob into me. I felt myself being opened further and further until a feral lust overcame me. "Fuck my ass," I cried. "Fuck it!" Tyler obliged. He shoved the second ball in, pulled. I blushed, offered my hand, and said it was a pleasure to meet her. She just almost smiled, a bit wary and gave me her hand. I bowed, and kissed it! God, I did it as naturally as if I were playing out some fairy tale story. As soon as I did I heard a sigh of delight escape Chryssa. I raised up, looked at all of their faces… disbelief, disgust, and then I came to hers in the midst of them. She was aglow, smiling at me. Looking into my eyes and smiling. My heart almost leapt from me! Nance.