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It was a long lingering kiss. Both had frozen, but their lips were also frozen together. The contrast to the brutal treatment just a minute earlier was so stark that the kiss seemed tender, almost angelic. Wait! He kissed me? What the hell! She had been surprised when he stopped and had put his hand on her chin, not because of the pause itself, or not even because he touched her, but because of the tenderness of his touch. He had put his hand on her chin so softly that it suddenly felt like a whole other person. And then he had KISSED her?! She had just frozen, not moving, not knowing what to do. But as he pulled back she felt a series of butterflies in her tummy. They were challenged by the butterflies wearing swords and armor, trying to tell her that this guy had bigtits blackmailed her and raped her, but as she thought about the way he had put her lips on his, she couldn’t help but feel those fighting butterflies fall over dead and be replaced by pink butterflies. Then he felt his hands behind her head loosening the ball gag, then her hands, and as she suddenly slumped to the floor, her body not strong enough to hold itself, he caught her dmm and picked her up. He made it seems easy. She wasn’t heavy, she knew that, but he picked her up in his arms with an ease that made her feel safe. He lay her on a cold, hard surface with edges, she guessed the bathtub, but she couldn’t see yet. “Lift your ass a bit,” he said, and his voice startled her, because it was now soft and caring, not hard like the Master that had talked to her before. As she lifted her bottom from the cold surface he carefully slipped the buttplug slowly out of her, only making her wince a little as the biggest part of it passed her opening. Then she felt his hands remove the belt that held the vibrator, and seconds later she felt the vibrator slip out of her and some of her own juices drip on her leg. She’d been that wet then. When he’d finished all that, she felt his hands behind her head, and a second later she could see again. She knew her eyes were wet with tears, but she still managed to look up at him with a questioning look, as if to say: “Why are you doing this?” He looked at her with a confused face, then quickly pulled his eyes from her and turned the tap, filling the tub with delicious, soothing hot water. He let it fill the tub and as the hot water touched her beaten, red skin, she moaned, partly in pain from the sting, and partly in relief from the warm feeling that spread through her, replacing the panicked, pained state she had been in. She felt his hands run over her, and slowly, he massaged her muscles. First her shoulders, then her back, moving slowly down, but spending more time on the area that had been stretched from being tied up. His hands also roamed on her bottom, the skin still red, but the combination of his surprisingly soft hands and the hot water soon made her forget about the throbbing feeling she had felt. Too soon she heard the water drain from the tub and was asked to stand, in a slightly commanding tone, but not a commanding tone that warranted a threat if it wasn’t follow to point. He patted her down with some towels, japanese then took her hand had led her into the bed. “You can sleep her if you want, or just rest if you can’t sleep,” he said, then tucked the blanket over her naked body and turned to leave, but as he reached the door he asian stopped. “I’m sorry I had to do that. I might have gone, eh, gone too far…” There was a pause, then “I’m sorry,” and he hurried out of the room. He thought he’d gone too far? I thought he didn’t care… But he does. What is going on? He seemed really guilty. Maybe he cares after all. I didn’t think this was going to end this way. I expected to hate him for doing all that to me, but now… She had passed out within a minute of him leaving the room. He heard some faint noises of a shower, but it all seemed far away and she was exhausted. When she woke again, she was confused as cute to where she was. Her body told her she was in a comfortable, soft bed, but last she could remember she was being blackmailed, and for a second a momentary panic took over. Still, there were several asian more of these shots, and there was something in the two girls’ eyes that made me think that perhaps the contact had been more than just joking around. Though Scott had control of Song’s wrists, the Korean had the presence of mind to kick his knee up into Scott’s gut. But I don’t want to. They competed in state, regional, and even national tournaments. Thinking that she would have to bring Quinn. Her juices glistened all over his face, stocky goo was dripping from his chin, like drool from the jowls of a dog. He ate his fill and said oh japanese that was great Babe thank you. “Yuppers. We had full run of the place, and we hit pay dirt. “If you don’t straighten your legs those 2 men over there will be able to keep staring at your pussy.” Ryan said. “You knew them?” I looked up from her sex to find that she was looking at me still bent over and smiling. I love you so very much. She was a great laugh and we would always end up laughing about bigtits something or other every time. A small electric fountain bubbled on Felicia's desk and a rather large potted fern filled the back-right corner, both of which contributed to a calm, natural atmosphere. “So he won't cute get to cum at all?” asked Zanyia. The skin was darker than his body, which He was going to cum! Sandra starts dmm talking to my mom about the festival of pleasure were fourteen members of the damnd have an orgy in the woods to please the old gods and one lucky female will be granted a pregnancy. “If I make a mistake I must live with it. The arm slammed into the ground where I stood.