"You ass! You bloody bastard!" she cried. She didn't care if the neighbors heard, the whole block, or the whole city, for that matter. The snapping leather hurt like hell. "You f*****g asshole stop!" she demanded.
"You call me a "f*****g ass" again, I'll never stop," he warned.
A flurry of stripes made nasty imprints on her bottom.
"Stop it now!"
Her skin a wicked shade of crimson, he continued on through her cries.
"Gawd, please," she wailed.
He wasn't listening, his determination fierce. The pace continued, even through her futile attempts to break the miserable bonds she once wanted.
"Please, Jack! This isn't fair, please!" she sobbed.
He paused just long enough to answer her charge.
"Ah! Fairness. Is it fair to me, making plans to f**k another man in front of my face, is it
