We can discuss what Lance found out tomorrow morning." No problem, give me a call when the coast was clear, and I'll meet you at your house. I hope ev...erything worked out ok for you."Saturday morning Don showed up shortly after I called him. We removed everything and I told him what Lance had told me yesterday on Marybeth. We chatted some more about our local sport team and he left.MarybethI just finished talking with Har, and he told me about having to go to Houston. Good while he was gone,. The seatbelt forces my pelvis deeper into the seat. The swaying of the car stimulates my bud against my will. “The girl. What was so special about her?”I’m suffering. The skin of my inner thighs and buttocks is sticking to the leather of the seat, wet with sweat or my juices, I can’t tell. The car sways.“I can’t hear you! Continue!”“She… she had in her… inside of her… some whip…”“A flogger, you stupid cunt!” he laughs. “You’d like that too? Or perhaps two of them? One inside, one working on. It was magnificent. Pamela told me it was eleven inches and it should hurt if I would dare to take it in my asshole.I smiled at her and started to suck it first just around the head; then I eased my mouth deeper and finally could swallow a big part of that black shaft.Then I felt Pamela was getting hard. Before it got too hard I deep throated her already gagging on its enormous size. I then picked up the pace and started sucking her faster. The black bitch moaned with pleasure.Although she was. .” Again, her pleas for mercy were interrupted by the sound of leather striking flesh and she jerked in her bonds as a harsh, fresh pain added to her suffering; all four chains that tethered her snapping taught as her body fought against the restraints. “Stop,” she screamed, her voice betraying the anger she felt at her situation. “Just stop, stop!” she continued, her wrists wrapped around the chains connected to their restraints as she tried to pull herself off the wall and away from the.