I just love the feel of the night air on my stocking clad legs and the slip of my bodycon dress on my thighs as I cross and uncross my legs and was re...ally enjoying being out and about. I had sat with my back to the campsite to take in the view across the moonlit fields and hoping anyone going to the toilet block would just see a woman having a cigarette sat on the bench.After about fifteen minutes I movement behind me and glanced around to see a figure coming straight towards me. Oh my god what. You knew the truth when you started this stupid game: Valerie deserves better than this. She was Charlene’s favorite student and like a daughter to her: even with her faults she’s a better woman than you’re treating her. I know what blind anger and frustration can make a person, I hoarded frustration for three weeks once and it unglued me. I hurt an innocent person in my frustration and risked my life in a storm to try to work out my blind anger. It took months before I could get rid of the. He hammered both his fists against the metal-plated door, howling in anger.After a few minutes, Chewie gave up the pointless pounding and began to survey his surroundings. It appeared to be some kind of prison cell, pentagonal shaped with five walls. Above him were thick metal bars through which a pale blue light shone from an unseen source above. In the center of the room on the floor lay a large square container holding C-3PO's dismembered body.Chewie started toward the container when. He laid the belt against my ass and lifted his arm. The sting that the strap produced was a sharp counterpoint to the lashes of the cat’s tail and I moaned. He continued to stripe my bottom until my legs were shaking and it was clear that I could hold the position any longer. He allowed me to put my feet on the bed and told me to open my legs as wide as I could. Master placed his hand on his slave’s pussy and looked up at me, smiling and eyes wide. “You are soaking, Puppy!” he said. “Yes,.