Simon hoped he was nicer than the last guy. It wasn’t that Connie had bad taste in men, he thought, it was just that she somehow seemed to find the ...ones who offered a bait-and-switch. ‘Hi, I’m here for Connie,’ said the man at the door. He held out his hand. ‘Ron Cutter.’ Simon shook his hand. ‘Simon Banks,’ he said. ‘Come on in.’ Simon sized Ron up as he walked into the apartment and wasn’t impressed. Everything about him put Simon off, from the possible start of a beer gut to the thin brown. ‘Of course.’‘I’ll tell you now, I want you to stop seeing Jon and become my exclusive lover. Yes?’I hardly had chance to answer before he’d unfastened my jeans and pulled them down.‘Take them off, now.’I did as I was told and stood there trembling in the wood, naked apart from a pair of black tight briefs. Doug snorted heavily and again deep kissed me, running his hand over my covered cock. When I looked over his shoulder I nearly died. A guy was stood behind him who I recognised from the. Anyth…UMMMAA”Her pleading speech cut off suddenly as he jammed the handle of his most dreaded short leather pleated whip in between her teeth and lips.“Okay you protesting little bitch. I won’t whip your tender pussy….yet!” he barked into her shocked face. “But the moment you drop this whip, is the moment I take it and whip your thighs and cunt so fucking hard you won’t stop crying for a week. Remember the last time? You cried like a baby for hours, especially when I fucked your swollen raw. Dale pushed hard, Kay squealed and gasped for breath as the head of his cock disappeared in her. Dale let go of his cock and put his hands on the arm of the couch by Kay’s head. She was breathing hard trying to catch her breath, from the expression on her face and the tear starting to roll down her cheek I could see she was in pain. She pushed on his chest with both hands and I heard her say “Oh god please stop” and he stopped, she breathed for a minute, looked at him, moved her hands, reached.