"You took your time." Caerys observed, with a smile."Well, I took the time to stock up a little." He observed, pitching one of the packs onto the deck..., and then hoisting the other down off his shoulder. "Food, here, so we can take our time with the journey if we need to. There're some old clothes in the other, I figured you and Sophie could probably do with a change. I have some here on the boat already... I'm afraid I don't have anything for Christophe, though." We'll manage." Caerys smiled,. But I could feel everything he was doing to my body.I could feel my nipples getting hard, reacting to his touch.Heat was rising inside me, like it or not; now I could practically feel my pussy swelling and flowering under his touch. I could certainly feel the moisture gathering down there.Against my will I could feel my body starting to squirm under his hands, my mound pressing up against his intrusive fingers."Just relax, bitch. It won't be long now" The driver hissed, with his fingers dipped. ”Getting out of the courthouse was a whole lot easier said than done. There was a crowd of news people waiting for Dexter on the steps of the courthouse. Feeling like he was the main attraction in front of a firing squad, Dexter froze upon seeing so many news cameras aimed in his direction.It was pure chaos. Reporters were shouting things at him. Microphones were shoved in his face. He was getting jostled by a couple of people. Dexter couldn’t understand a word anyone was saying. He caught. I picked up the cane and stroked it softly across her flaming ass. She whimpered softly as it stroked her... this cane could bring so much pain and yet could also bring pleasure. It was this dichotomy—this two sides to the cane—that kept her on edge. She hated the tool, yet she loved it. Hated it for the pain it brought, but loved it because that pain proved I loved her. Loved her enough to discipline her and try to make her better.Had I not used it, she would have worried that she wasn't worth.