‘Breakfast.’ ‘You bought me breakfast?’ ‘Nothing cures a hangover like a good hearty breakfast, in my experience, and you look like you coul...d use one.’ We haven’t even slept together (yet) and he’s already buying me breakfast. I might not be able to eat much of it, but I’m oddly moved by the thought. ‘That’s very sweet of you. Thank you.’ We sit together and I devour as much of my breakfast as I can stomach. I share some of my meal with Alex, but he mostly spends time watching me eat. He’s. . a trial ... and then a hanging.” Thorpe’s anus tingled with a mixture of pure fear and newly instilled masochistic relief, that his misery would soon be ended, his cock rising in a defeated salute to the sneering Shani, as she took his leash to lead him to a trial from which the outcome was a foregone conclusion. Minter’s submissive arousal was excited by the strangely unnecessary procedure; Thorpe would hang, and others guilty of a lesser part in the debacle had been justly dealt with,. You give me a moment to adjust to the lack of contact and to come back from the very brink of orgasm. You move to the side of me and place your hand on my ass cheek.‘Count’ you order and then spank me with your firm large hand.‘One thank you daddy’ I say flinching from the sting.My ass still raw from your penetration and my asshole still slack and wanting. Another smack on the same cheek - it hurts but I manage ‘two thank you daddy’.You continue 5 on each cheek and the warmth of the sting. Laura did not know what to do; her mouth went dry, her heartbeat seemed loud and slow. ‘Oh my, Natalie is amazing,’ she thought. “Oh Natalie, that feels wonderful. I have never had a man do that so soft and sweet,” Laura moaned. Natalie giggled as she dropped to her knees and tried to lift Laura’s skirt. Laura gasped, “Natalie, I… I have never. Not with a woman. I don't know.” Natalie stood right back up and kissed Laura on the neck, then the lips, then the check and whispered “Don’t worry..