I lifted dee off of me and she gave me a quizzical look, not wanting to take my cock out of her mouth. i told her that i didn't want to cum because i ...wanted some more later. "if i cum now, it'll take me hours to go again." she looked at me, still stroking me, and said, "you know, i understand. i could go all night with you. i do want to go all night with you. you do want to stay the night, don't you?" "yes, because the awesome part would be waking up with you in the morning." dee smiled and. One of the things he brought was a saw and a bottle of whiskey. I scream and fight when I see them but he hits me and knocks me unconscious. I awaken to the white-hot pain in my thigh. Andy is crying, blood is on his huge, shaky hands and he is trying to get me to accept the whiskey. As soon as I realize this, I down half the bottle and choke on it from convulsing. The pain is incredible. I look down and find that he hasn’t finished. The bone is bare and the sand is soaked with blood. He hits. The next 3 or 4 months, were very hard. I moved into an apartment so Nancy could have a break from me. She’s still pretty pissed. My little baby bump is gradually turning into a full fledged baby engorged belly. The office was buzzing and I got some congratulations from some who didn’t know the facts but my secretary was the only one who knew the truth. Joey quit and as far as I know, never outed our affair to anyone, but a few in the office had seen us and suspected I think. I guess I should. She held it to my lips, she hissed “kiss it”, I could tell she was well `in the zone’ so I did and she fitted a ball gag, then, as if I had given her the consent she wanted, the first stroke fell, soft strikes, belly, chest, arms, legs, feet nothing was safe, light stinging strokes, not painful but stimulating, lots and lots, I began slowly to understand her attitude to pain, the strokes increased there was a look of intense enjoyment on her face as the strokes slowly encroached on my sex, my.