What was it... something to the effect that 'this was what you get for fucking my wife' or something like that. That's all I said. He went ballistic r...ight then and they carried him out and... that's the last time I saw him." I see. Would you care to explain that statement, Mr. Gilchrist?" Statement?" Ryan asked. "What I just said?" He let a confused expression settle over his features."No, that what... well, that the sentence was what he got for having sex with your wife." Well... I don't know. It lasted at least 30 seconds if not a minute. I could not do anything to get away and simply stood there feeling her rubbing herself over my cock. Coach told me to come to the dining room and sit down so Cathy could server us.Oh, I felt like I had been served already. I did not want the coach to see my hard cock in my pants. I managed to sit down and covered my cock with my napkin. Cathy came in with the food which was family style. I sat on the long end of the table so I had Coach on one side. Her shoulder length red hair frames an absolutely beautiful face. And it doesn't seem that she wears any makeup either. She's fairly tall and has a gorgeous, athletic body. Not as curvy as the blonde you noticed in the hall, but very sexy nonetheless. She's wearing a loose floral-print top that shows off her full breasts just a bit with its v-neck. It goes up to tie behind her neck and in your mind's eye you imagine that it's backless. It's cut short and shows off her flat, tight belly, which. Attach the chain.”Ophelia cinched the cock right extremely tightly around my ballsack, and then attached the chain. It felt like it weighed at least 5 pounds.Mistress Flavia continued. “Now we’re going to scourge the prisoner with leather whips. This is the initial stage in his long slow journey into pain and agony. We’re going to hurt him, but we’re not going to make him bleed. Not yet. I’ll take this thuddy cowhide flogger to whip his back and ass. And, Ophelia, you employ this rawhide.