The problem was there had been waiting for someone to say no, they wanted to make an example of someone. They didn't just rough me up, they stripped m...e naked, lashed me and then hung me outside my shop. Not enough to kill me mind you, they kept healing me as people watched as I hung naked, bloodied, and humiliated. They made me watch as they took everything from me, and then as dusk fell then burned my shop and home down destroying everything. No one came to save me, no one even dared to cut me. I had informed them to get some ice cubes. Since the apartment had fridge, even the ice cubes were ready. They had got the chocolate sauce.Hubby chose to walk out during the massage, though I had asked him to be around. Even she would feel secured. But, he said, she wanted to be alone during massage, if he is infront of her, she may feel insecure or may not be comfortable. I assured him about the satisfaction which she would get post massage. He was happy with that.There was big table in the. The light touch of finger tips under his balls, firm palms rubbing his inner thighs, flicking the underside of his dickhead with my tongue and letting it rest on the tip of my tongue, which I form into a spoon to hold it. My lips wrap around what is warm and throbbing, and I bob forward ever so slowly, feeling his ridge, and shaft enter my cozy mouth. I'm the bitch and he doesn't let me play with his anus or finger him. I know cause one time i tried and he smacked me across my face and quickly. I can feel your cum beginning to ooze out of me. I’ll change the sheets tomorrow.” They sipped their wine. Carrie decided that she would call him Cat, and he was content with that. “Are you anything other than Carrie?” he asked. “Cas – I like my special friends to call me Cas.” “Shorter than Queen of all Hearts – but I will use that occasionally and think of nibbling your toes.” Carrie thought she might cry. Instead she put her glass down and kissed him long and soft while gently caressing his.