Taking my belt off, I folded it in half and then without warning brought it down on Miss Coopers unblemished skin, leaving a livid red strap line acro...ss her backside. She sobbed, and visibly stiffened, this only made me more inclined to land several more blows. Making sure to crisscross her now glowing bottom. After delivering a dozen or so blows, I stopped to examine my handy work. Several welts were now starting to rise and a lovely warm glow radiated from her arse. I grasped her cheeks and. Her nipples stiffened under the thin dress, jutting against his chest, and his hands slipped down and ran expertly over her back, her hips, her thighs. Her lips parted to admit his swirling tongue into her hot orifice, and she quivered under the force of the passion he was beginning to arouse in her. She felt resistance fall away from her body, and she felt a mild protest forming in her brain."No, this is wrong," she murmured, feebly trying to free herself from McLean's unrelenting embrace. "I. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century.Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. This story is. "You slut!" she eventually said vehemently. "You dirty slag" her voice rising in anger. "How could you?" she continued as she moved away into the crowd. "Your nothing but a, a, a filthy slut," she stammered at the top of her voice. Amanda stood in a daze unable to rationalise the change in her friend. She thought she would be happy for her but this tirade of abuse and the embarrassment with everyone now looking at her in disgust was more than she could take. That afternoon on her way home in.