They were easy enough that I didn’t start to bleed, hard enough to leave a good mark across both cheeks and put me in tears after five or six. That ...was the idea, marks…a big cock between sets of strokes and…my tears making a total mess of my makeup. There were some final shots of me; nude from the waist down and held across an old table. My ass was covered in livid stripes and a lot of cum. The guys took turns until they blew their loads, ‘on’ me. I took the next two nights off. I could afford. How was that, by the way? Did you enjoy it?”“I enjoyed it,” I admitted. “It was different. Definitely not saying I will go seeking out guys to suck off after this, but it was pretty hot knowing I was pleasing someone else.”The bartender returned with our beers, smiled at me again, and left. I chugged about half of my beer. Beth and I continued to talk about the weekend so far. How glad she was to have found the side of me that had these interests. How hot she felt being in control of me like. Gretchen’s gaze did not waver. “I think you actually would do that to me, Mistress. From your description, I’d say you’ve done exactly that before. I am very sorry, Mistress. I did not mean to be flip. Please punish me as you see fit.”“You damn well did mean to be flip, so don’t lie to me to avoid punishment. I give you entirely too much leeway because you are my friend and my lover as well as my slave. That’s my mistake, but I should make you pay for it from time to time. This is all part of. I decided to just go with whatever felt right as Roy lay down on his back. Kris reached out and took hold of his shaft, she looked at me, as if to ask if this was okay. I nodded and watched for a moment, surprised that I was happy with this, another woman attending to my boyfriend and suddenly found that I had an overwhelming desire to be kissing her again so I leaned forward to do it, my hands automatically finding their way to her breasts and my thumbs, circling her nipples and making them.