The sudden, wet smacking sound is like an unexpected slap in the face. The gobs and gobs of oil are slathered on her brilliantly glistening temple of ...a body. More spanks."Poor Marco, already talking about ditching his fiancee. And get this - he liked my descriptions of beaches in the Seychelles so much that now he wants to take me there! He's such a puppy. At one one point he ev-” Her baiting is cut short by its intended result as I get on the bed and go down on my knees and pull her thighs. Com by the author. ‘Is he strong and brave,’ blurted Lei, rushing to the first question she could think up. ‘That’s two questions,’ complained the crone. Lei bit her lower lip, trying to choose which one of the two she wanted to know most but then changed her mind entirely. ‘Will he think I am pretty?’ ‘He,’ said the crone and chopped her knife down hard on the root, ‘will think you are beautiful.’ Lei made a delighted sound. A childish whine so high-pitched it almost hurt the crone’s ears.. The first stroke of the leather paddle came suddenly and precious obviously wasn’t expecting it. She screamed loudly and thrashed against the pegs which held her feet in place, but she did not pull her feet out from under them.“One, Mistress Leather,” precious said when she had regained control.Mistress Leather continued at an even pace. Everyone... including precious... could predict exactly when the next blow would strike. That was a pain slut’s paradise. A predictable pain that she could go. She was sagging in her bonds and unconscious, which was undoubtedly the best thing for her under the circumstances.Since she was unconscious, we took the time to look around to see if any of the Yaquis were still around. We were afraid that she was the bait in some sort of trap, but it looked like the coast was clear. Nevertheless, we were wary as we dismounted and went to cut the woman loose from her torture. The first thing that I noticed was that she had been able to keep her face clear of.