" Ok sweetie. Let's wait for the police."Chris was exhausted. His phone dead and the machine he had to fix had whooped him. He sank into the seat of h...is truck, plugged his phone in, and left work. He passed the hardware store, and decided to pull in. He didn't feel comfortable leaving Kari home alone and figured he should get some cameras to install. His next stop was the floral shop. He bought Kari some roses, and took off for home. As he got near, his cock began to get hard. He adjusted. He felt the arc of her breathing as his body lifted gently on the swells of her breath, and he felt himself falling just as quickly within the rhythms of her life. He felt her fur on the side of his face, and the putrescent smell of her wounds, and yet he heard strength in the tiger’s beating heart. He knew the beat was stronger, knew that life had taken hold again within her battered frame, and his heart was gladdened when he felt her stirring against the cool rock on which they both lay. He. "Fucking angry?" He swung again and hit just below the same spot. A drop of red flicked onto her foot. Roger set the whip down on the table and picked up a smaller, slit leather monstrosity called a quirt. He looked at John who nodded. "It's a motherfucker of pain. I'm not sure you want to try..." Roger ignored him and swung around, swatting Belle across the tits. He sliced across the top, the leather raising big red stripes. After six swats, Roger stopped and stepped closer to his. Suddenly, she pulls her fingers out, reaching for me, “I can’t stand it. I’m going to cum, fuck me, Thom. I need you in me.”She slides down onto her back, her legs wide open. I move forward, putting my hands on either side of her head while she wraps her legs around my waist, her heels on my ass, pulling me into her. “FUCK ME!” she screams.I thrust deep into her with a loud grunt, pull out and thrust into her again as hard as I can. We’re out of our minds fucking each other, both of us so close.