And unlike Stuart’s class, mine was only three or four years ago. As well, the material we covered in my orientation as Program coordinator had a li...ttle psych stuff in it. Back in grad school, we saw good results from studies of controlled exposure treatments, as I recall. They used those fear of flying classes you see in adverts as an example, and in only a few sessions, the people who did the sessions were mostly cured. Well, cured enough to be able to take an airplane flight, anyway. Those. Jade bit her lip. The crop swished again and landed a stinging smack on her upraised ass. She jumped as far as she could in her bonds, from shock rather than pain. More light, quick blows licked at her skin, a few touching her burning pussy, until she was afire with sensitivity and her pussy was ready – God was it ready – to feel more than a fleeting stroke from a hand or a whip.In that daze, Jade felt him slide into her. One motion, one breath, and she was full of him and he was pounding away. I waited outside until an hour before dawn when the three stumbled out of the room. I walked in before the door closed and saw her there in the messy bed, eyes closed and legs spread as if still ready for another hard one.When she opened her eyes and saw me there, she curled up in a ball and began sobbing.All I said was, “Get cleaned up and let’s go home.” I knew she loved me. There had to be an explanation for this and I wanted to know it. There was no conversation until we both had slept.I. Mara had also had four fights and like Gloria she had knocked out all her opponents. Mara had won all her bouts demonstrating a total lack of any kind of sportsmanship. And why not, thought Gloria. This was a sensible young woman and if Gloria had not been so naively fastidious she wouldn't be sporting her present still unhealed wounds. So, today, up against a dirty fighter, she was going to be even dirtier herself! Monty had warned her to forget chivalry right from the bell - as if she needed.