It was supposed to be honest, not cruel.??I was afraid that that woman was going to strip all the flesh off you. She really laid into you.??She really... did, didn’t she?? Catherine looked rueful. ?You can thank Morris for protecting me from disfigurement. He’s known in the local S and M community as an expert with whips. The flogger was soft and light with broad round lashes that wouldn’t cut easily. The nine tails distributed the force so that no single lash hit too hard. Morris warned me that. Fucking Hell, what have you been doing to her?” K9 my policeman whore fantasist had arrived. “Thirty quid to bang her over the table, ass to mouth, shoot where you like mate,” David said to K9.“Done,” he replied.“But, first, we need some more drinks,” David said giving me another twenty pound note, I knew the score by now.“Get back to the bar, I don’t normally, but I really need a stiff drink after watching you slut around like that. Bring a bottle of whiskey and four glasses.” “What about my. When Jonny asked me to turn onto my front I lifted the towel and just rolled over exposing my nakedness to him. He covered my butt and began the real massage work on my shoulders and back, then my legs. When he started on my calf muscles he spread my legs slightly so that he could get his hands around my legs, and when he reached my thighs I felt a delicious tingle in my pussy. His work was professional but also intimate, and as he worked further up each thigh I sensed a pleasant tension. Now he was staring me down and I felt helpless all over again. I couldn't be sure of what his gaze implied, but it was persistent."So yeah, that's my life in a nutshell." Molly, still talking. I turned to her, nodded, and when I turned back Chuck was walking toward us. Toward me, his tits leading the way, his tight core contracting as he maneuvered his way through the crowd. Molly looked at me, looked at Chuck, and shut up."Hi Shane," he said."Chuck." He glanced at Molly for a moment. She got.