The leather had left wide swarths ofred in the pale flesh of Sissy's rump; before Paul was through with thebelt, ten minutes later, after pausing only... occasionally, at random, tolet the pain seep deep into Sissy's bottom, his former husband's cheekswere cherry-red all over, and the adulterous bastard was begging formercy."You didn't show me any mercy--or respect--during the six months you wereballing that bitch, did you, Sissy?"Having set aside the belt in favor of the next instrument in his. He slowly pulled out and collapsed on top of me, the weight of his body pressing in on my chest. I brought my arms up, wrapping around him, and he rested his head on my shoulder.I listened as his breathing and his heart rate began to slow.Minutes passed before he broke the silence.“I’d like to see you again…” he whispered to me, as he rolled on his side, hands resting on my waist. “You know… After I’m out. After you’re out.”I reached out, placing my hand on his chest, and I whispered back, “Me. I closed my eyes and imagined it was Bill doing that while getting me ready for a fuck. I groaned and lifted my hips up to meet her thrusting tongue. Once I was stretched, she stuck her finger in there and cooed "Do you like that, baby?"Out of control, I quickly moaned, "Yes,yes don't ever stop." Trying to imagine Bill manipulating my ass, I still couldn't get the thought out of my mind of Mandy and her wicked grin as she was getting a rush from being in total control while debasing me.She had. She forced herself to drag her eyes away. The thoughts did not go as easily.Peggy turned right onto the trail and started picking up speed. Desiree followed her, taking up position next to her, on the inside. They settled in at a nice, fairly easy fourteen miles per hour (Peggy had a speedometer and an odometer on her bike)."This is a good pace for a beginner," she told Desiree. "It'll get your heart rate up and work your legs without burning you out. Let me know if you need to slow down a.