' My ears had pricked at the word if and I hopefully seized on it. Maybeshe wasn't going to release the evidence if I play along. ?I want to make you ...pay for all the awful things that have been said and doneto me; for how hard I had to work while you have manipulated men with coquettishlydisplayed flesh. No,' she said calmly, although her fingers still trembledslightly, ?I'm going to inflict private humiliations and it will always beyour choice.' ?Choice?' I croaked. What choice did I have?. “Anyways, maybe in the future I’ll want a more endearing nickname. But for now, I just know I want that cock in me often. And I want him to take me. I’m his. So that is why he should call me Cunnie, as that is who I am. Now, I feel like napping.”Constance lay back down as I finished cleaning up the small amount of blood around her vagina. She sighed contentedly and closed her eyes.“Mark?” Ashley asked.“She’s earned a rest,” I said. “Let’s go and rejoin the others.”I stood up and headed to the. It was Aphrodite, his girlfriend, she was tall, but shorter than him by several inches. She wore some heavy goth makeup, and her round white face and jet black hair suited this perfectly. Her hair poured sleekly from her central parting down the sides of her face and onto her buxom bosom. She was dressed in all black too, big boots, a shiny black figure hugging t-shirt covered with a net-style vest, and a black skirt from her waist down, covering her silken stockings and big boots."Well, are. I do not know for how long we have lain there, utterly spent, till I felt the lady stirring, eventually getting up and disappearing into the bathroom. After quite a while she come out and told us, that a bath was ready for us and that she would let us enjoy it by ourselves. I took the girl's hand and led her to the bath, getting in first and then holding her close to me between my outstretched legs, stroking her softly. In the warm, soapy water it felt as if my back was raw, where she had.