Every other guy I hooked up with that year wanted me just for himself. I wasn't ready to be in a monogamous relationship. I was committed to the slut ...lifestyle and Mr. Bradford fulfilled my need to have someone take care of me and to not only accept my sluttiness but also add to it.One evening Mr. Bradford had his cock lodged deep in my ass and was holding onto my big tits for leverage as he pounded me from behind. Just an hour before he had fucked my mouth and throat and fed me a nice load of. SWAK! The first slash streaked across both cheeks. “Ow! Shit!” she screamed, as she jumped up and danced around. “I said to not move. Now assume the position again.” SWAK! Another raw stripe. “Ow!” she yelled once again, as she reflexively reached back to rub her ass cheeks. “This will not do! At this rate, we’ll be here all day. Stand facing the wall while I figure something out.” I looked around the room, hoping for inspiration, stealing glances at Meredith’s buttocks and the two pink I had. We flew my mom and dad into New York for the wedding and dad and Mom both told me they wouldn't live in New York City for any amount of money and couldn't wait to get back home. The guests were trying to be nice I think. It turned out to be a very uneventful reception as far as my behavior went. I was trying to be a good wife at this point in our marriage.Life with John started out wonderfully. We traveled to Europe on our honeymoon and took in Italy and Greece. Life was carefree and happy with. Their face told their story, the story of defeat by a small group of professional mercenaries. ‘Escort them to the border and confiscate their weapons,’ I ordered. The defeated troops lay down their arms sadly and yet glad that they will be heading home. I knew what can be in their mind, revenge. I know that soon enough they will send another group here to face me and my regiment. It will be a tougher battle than itis early morning. Now they know why they have lost and will hatch out some plan.