"Legs apart, whore!". And the beating continued. The level of pain was always controlled by me. It was not beating out of hatred or a desire to inflic...t punishment but one designed to give both of us erotic pleasure. It was what both of us wanted and were used to.The March afternoon's sunlight waned and evening was upon us. It was time for a break and I opened the champagne I had by for this very special occasion. We drank, we kissed, we drank some more and lay down together for some gentle. Kama sutra sex and dancer muscles working together I guess. Was it good?”“Not good, fantastic. I could get hooked on that.”There was silence for a moment as they held one another.“But I’ll try not to,” Bobby added.Another silence.Then: “You’ll try not to,” Bree repeated. “Why is that?”Bobby said, “Because you’re in New York. And I’m not.”Thirty seconds more of silence.“Why don’t you have a boyfriend?” Bobby asked.“How do you know I don’t?“I don’t know. Do you?”“No. There’s not time and I meet. The final orgasm was intense. She cried out and relaxed. Finally, sleep could come. It had been a while since Rachel last masturbated. Too long. She felt pretty good. But sleep did not come. Rachel sighed and climbed off the bed. She grabbed her towel and shampoo and walked quickly to the shower. She didn’t mind walking around half nude. She was getting used to the eyes pawing over her. The warm water pelted Rachel’s back. It was nice. She hummed Aerosmith’s song ‘Angel’ as she got clean. It. Of course, Anne’s trim figure and long blonde hair was also a factor. He wondered how long it would take to make her his. For most women, it didn’t take long. Sizing up Anne, Jack figured he would have her in less than two weeks if he wanted.When the knock came on the door, Jack had just finished a violent fucking of his latest slave, Holly. She was a woman who came to his apartment a few months ago to sell him phone equipment for his ?company.? Within a week, she was naked and on her knees in.