Caspar slowly pushed forward, going deeper into Hallah with every second. Once he was totally in, he stayed still, listening to Hallah pant in what so...unded like some pain. He looked at her again and she nodded once more. Caspar thrusted slowly into Hallah, and savored the feeling of his penis being engulfed by a woman’s body. His rhythm became faster as he felt his desire grow again. Hallah moaned and made guttural noises with his every thrust. ‘Yes,’ she panted in Ferletian. ‘Yes, it feels so. She’d stayed for high tea at the college before hopping on the train, which had also let the Friday afternoon rush go, and had been in Reading for a couple of hours having a good natter with Jen. She let herself be persuaded to have some toast too, and then our hosts wished us a good night and headed off for his room.The love of my life and I nipped down the hall and shared a shower before going to bed; I’d been in a smoking carriage for the first part of the journey to York, and I felt grubby. Punishment may consist of only a spanking with his hand, all the way up to confinement in the Cage.The Cage is the strictest punishment. It is just tall enough for me to kneel or sit in. A small stool is bolted in the center. Attached to it is a very, very large butt plug, which I am forced to sit on completely. My ankles are then pulled back and tied securely to the sides of the Cage with ropes. Leather straps are places around my thighs, which are then pulled apart and tied to the Cage walls.. Trista pulled back slightly as our eyes were now glued to each other's. We just gazed into each other's soul's until our faces slowly began to move closer. Our eyes closed just before our lips met again. Trista and I continued to kiss and hold each other. Song after song played on the radio as we continued to make out. I wanted so desperately to reach out and caress her soft breast but I was afraid to. I didn't want to rush things and take a chance of screwing up this relationship.Looking at.