The clink of metal echoed in her ear, followed by the soft scrape of a zipper being undone. Warm, hard, flesh pressed between her folds, a thick cock ...ready to sink inside her and she feels a trickle of her excitement leave her creamy hole and move down, just to drip onto my cock head. I smirked against her lips, heated breath skimming against her, and she knew it was time. As I pull from the kiss, I look down at her so I can watch her face. My hips press forward, pushing the thickened rod with. She gripped the desk and ground her teeth to prevent herself from screaming out. Surely she couldn’t take this. She felt the cane return to her bottom and it’s gentle tapping as Julian took aim again. The tapping stopped to be replaced moments later with another searing line of fire right in the crease where her legs met her bottom. A moan escaped her lips and she wiggled her bottom, trying to ease the pain as the cane returned to tapping. Again and again the cane tapped and then struck her. I could feel my heart rate quicken again at the memory. He looked up at me and gave me a smile. ‘Well Katie, it’s been a somewhat stressful evening for you. Is that about right?’ I nodded at him. ‘Okay, well I intend to change that. How do you feel about ecstasy?’ His grin got wider. I looked at him. ‘Ecstasy? I actually haven’t tried it before.’ This was quite surprising really, because I’d tried a lot of different drugs. For recreational purposes only, of course. ‘Well you have to try. Men. Making myself right at home, I pulled one of his shirts from his closet and donned it. I noticed that my nipples showed through it, but really thought he wouldn’t mind. Then I heard voices from the common living area and realized that maybe I needed to cover myself a bit more. Of course, THEN I remembered my clothing was scattered around the couch in the main room. Just then the door cracked and a hand reached inside, holding my slacks as well as some of my other discarded apparel. I put.