She immediately begged for me to untie her, but my thirst for vengeance was overwhelming. I simply don’t have the temperament to inflict severe tort...ure upon anyone; however I have no qualms about permitting someone else to do so.That someone was my Aunt Mary, a professional dominatrix, who lives about two miles away. While I never saw her in action, she was reputed to be extremely sadistic and capable of breaking any submissive,her prowess enables her to command lucrative fees from. He pulls it out again and KNOWS he has me right where he wants me... BEGGING for him to put it back in.My body arches backward to try to get to his cock. Grinding against him. Trying to wriggle my ass back onto that delicious dick. He teases me farther by grabbing my pussy and yanking my pelvis forward.His fingers really sinking into the roof of my pussy and totally in control of my g-spot. OMG, I'm about to pass out with desire, my tits get hard, not just the nipples, but the entire breast. She was a trouper about it and looked forward to a new life as a pseudo baroness for a while. That would give her more stories to tell on the talk shows.The trail south was not as bad as Rolly had been led to believe, for the most part. Between the high southern pass and Glen Mac there were three sections of trail that were impassible for wagons, but with a little engineering skill and manpower he thought that they could be improved enough for wagons. One section needed to have an area of rock. “Oh yes...” she moans, breaking the kiss temporarily. Going off his observation of them not being heard, she allows herself to be a little louder than usual.They move against one another, his member sliding in and out of her. He feels good, touching her so deep. His hot rod glides in and out of the needy cunt over and over again. Her hands run up and down his back. The bed creaks a little, but neither care, too overcome with passion. Sylvie feels an orgasm rising within her. Her hand grips his.