Chapter Fourteen
Twenty minutes passed in silence, other than a few groans from the slave beneath and in front of me. She would keep twitching, which did neither of us much good. In annoyance I had thrust my hips forward as far as I could, forcing my metal encased c**k deeper into her bottom hole. She responded by pushing back and so we both felt the wrath of frustration and rods penetrating our respective bodies.
Madam had designed a situation for us that left the choice of suffering up to each of us, but took away the choice of the other if one decided to move; so the result was we punished each other repeatedly. To my humiliation I found that despite the very real pain I received, I took a distinct feeling of pleasure in inflicting some suffering on the b***h of a slave named Jane. Sh
