But her heart yearned to see that man who had collared her again.Alexa found herself back at the top of the ramp staring down at the metal shutter doo.... If anyone had looked, they would have seen a small, shivering lonely figure staring one last time at the traffic rushing past the end of the alley before turning her back on freedom and carefully hobbling her way down the steep slope to the steel barrier and captivity. Her head and heart fought at every step as she swayed between dread and hope. Mandy looked at the bent-over man whose body was heaving with his sobs and whose arse looking extremely sore before she said, "You will pull your clothes up and you will go and apologise to your wife."Simon did not look at his punisher as he slowly got up and briefly put his hands to his whipped arse before gingerly pulling up his underpants and trousers. Still not looking at Mandy, he stumbled out of the room and down the stairs. After Mandy had put the chair back and hung the cane on the back. I kissed her and asked her continue talking.Now, she started talking about her sexual situation. This time her voice was coarse and deep. She was talking slowly. I pinched her nipples and was circling around her nipples with my fingers. She was taking long pauses between her words. Without any warning, I put my right hand on her pussy. She shrieked. I said be quite, you are going to wake the whole plane. She giggled and put her left hand on neck and pulled me into her neck and she put her face. I remember a black pencil skirt and heels were the highlights. I knew exactly what she wanted, and invited her in. As she entered I noticed she was limping slightly, and thought it was probably the heels. Another thing I immediately noticed was instead of jumping into bed like normal she sat gingerly resting against the edge of my mattress. I asked if she was hurt or something, and then she blurt out the truth. At the party she had been at, a boy she didn't know had somehow convinced her.
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