A moment later she felt the flogger hit her semi bare left thigh. The direct contact with the skin made it feel like the flogger was on fire. Like clo...ckwork the paddle came and hit her in the crotch, then the flogger made contact with her right thigh, then she felt the agonizing smack of the paddle in her crotch. The assault from both sides continued briskly.By the time they came to a stop Abigail was completely out of breath and had tears welling up in her eyes. Callum reached for the stool. And yes, a relationship. "Damn you Gary" she muttered quietly. Eighteen months they'd beentogether. Matched in many ways and the differences worked well too.They were ostensibly rivals but that had never gotten in the way. Itwas assumed by most that knew both that marriage would follow in duecourse. That's sort of what the planned weekend about to come had beenfor she thought. More than just another dirty weekend out of town atany rate. He'd given hints and she'd hinted right back and allowed. For just a moment, he needed to rest. The constant motion was, at last, over for a while."Hey."The one syllable, spoken in a soft voice, roused him from his unexpected sleep. He blinked and rubbed a hand over his face before he could focus on her, standing in the doorway.He smiled. "Hey, yourself, beautiful." He sat up and held out a hand.Serena walked towards him, crossing the room with the easy grace that never failed to entrance him. Her nightshirt swayed, hiding and then revealing the curve. " It might have been therapeutic for her, but it hurt like hell for me.By the time afternoon practice rolled around, I could barely walk. It wasn't from pain in my leg and butt. It was the pain the trainer had inflicted on my back the last two days.She checked me for knots and — thank God — found none. I practiced normally for most of the evening before I started to feel the now familiar tingling. The trainer must have been watching for any inconsistency in my throwing motion because she was at.