She told me “Red means stop and yellow means slow down.” For over twenty minutes we engaged in foreplay that would have had others either running ...out of the door screaming or calling the police. As we French-kissed each other, both of my hands were locked around her throat as she urged me to choke her harder and I complied with her needs. When I turned my attention to her small tits they were slapped hard, pinched and bitten as she moaned while she fingered herself.I ordered her into the doggy. More relaxed now, Ned stood, took Willow by the hand and led her back to his room through the glass veranda door. A room service dinner was followed by a night of slow, intimate sex play, exhausting both partners. Dawn broke with both sleeping in the rumple sheeted bed. Willow woke first, slowly and seeing that Ned was still dozing, decided to wake him in style. Her head ducked beneath the sheets. Ned felt warmth at his groin as the fog of sleep lifted. He raised his head to look toward his. I booked at the same hotel on the river I had before... the view was great last time. I told him I was coming to town, and ordered a bunch of clothes that I thought would accentuate his "assets" best.I tend to like my bitches - behind closed doors to dress really slutty. I told him to meet me at the hotel bar in the lobby.he was five minutes late - I fucking hate when people are late.I told him so, and then told him I would punish him for this.he mumbled his apologies, and I told him to shut. Freydis could hear everything; she could hear the sound of the Abbess' hand striking the bare bottom of Brona again and again and then after a few moments of silence she heard the poor Brona crying out as she was flogged,she wanted to free herself and rescue the girl and take her back to her tribe and return to destroy the Nun's and the Abbey,but for now all she could do was ponder her own fate,how she was to be publicly lashed in the morning in front of that baying crowd. Freydis could still.