.:Monday, September 24, 2007:.

-M is for Manhandled-

she knew eyes were on her. They had scened in public before but this was different. They weren't in the seclusion and air of privacy that the dungeon afforded to players. They were in His buddy's tae kwon do gym. It was late enough that the gym had been mostly empty when they got there and cleared out nearly entirely before they were 30 minutes in. One of the observers was transfixed because this just wasn't what they had planned on seeing tonight and the other was providing some feedback on what might make her skin even more tender and pliable.

J had been training with His frat brother while they were doing some light sparring. He dared her to try to flip Him. she had been trying for months to get Him flat on His back and He usually easily held off her attacks. He looked at her and smiled somewhat sinisterly. A few curls of hair had stuck to the sides of her face. she was cute when she sweaty. That may be why He never left her alone until her skin was covered in a thin layer of it. The only time she was safe was before work or when the kids were sick. Other than that all bets were off if He got her alone for more than 10 minutes, she would be sweaty and panting. He was lost in thought and wasn't watching His footing and before He knew it she was looking down at Him on His back. Their gym companions heard the thud and turned her way. His frat brother couldn't wait to get to the side of gym where He was still sprawled out to rub it in.

"Now I know You are not going to keep laying there on Your ass like a punk? How did she manage to get Your big ass on the ground? You were too busy thinking about wearing her ass out later weren't Ya? Done told You about getting distracted," he continued to rub it in pausing to look over her back side, "even though I completely understand why You might have been. Now get up before I make fun of You for the rest of our lives."

It would have been bad enough had J just been in the gym but His evil twin was so damn annoying sometimes. They always looked for anything to fuck with each other and His little girl just gave His frat brother a few months worth at least. He might have just swatted her on the ass on the way out and He hated to punish her as the result of a taunt but this was necessary and He knew she'd understand. His frat brother helped Him up and then walked over to the reception desk and had a seat. J looked from brother to brother and then asked what was up. J walked over to the reception area after being summoned and then locked the door as instructed. she looked at Him and He leaned over to whisper in her ear. "Daddy is going to make you scream a little and then when we are alone I'm going to make you moan a lot." He kissed her on the cheek then, "Be a good girl for Daddy."

she was quickly out of the pants and jacket she was wearing. All the time in the gym had added a nice curve here and there. The sports bra and boy shorts she was wearing only made her chest and ass that much more appealing to Him. His hand ran across the small of her back and forgot momentarily that His frat brother and J were still observing.

"Aww ain't He just the sweetest? Got her half naked and now wants to rub on her."

"Make yourself useful why don't you? Take down the punching bag and J dim more of the lights."

she followed Him to the corner and waited. His frat brother took down the bag after shrugging at both of them. Then he moved the stool around to the front of the desk and leaned back against it. He walked over to the back of gym and grabbed a few of the demo planks of wood they used for competitions. He asked for the ties from some of the uniforms that were folded in the back and J got them. J still had no idea what was going on but he figured it might be a story worth sharing later. He walked about over to His little girl and tied her wrists together as tight as she could bear. she followed Him over to the chain and stood on her toes when He coaxed her up onto them. He lifted her arms up and tied her to the hanging chain that had been supporting the punching bag.

He gave her another once over with His hand then told her to close her eyes and forget anyone else was there just like He would if they were out. Then He started a quick shallow paddling with the board He picked up. His frat brother quickly brought Him a belt to use and He stood back a bit to test out the range and its impact. The belt provided better pop and stung her skin much more than the board had. J looked from one brother to the next and then at her who not only wasn't objecting but appeared to be enjoying herself. J was straining to hear her but it sounded like she was saying thank you to Him and was asking for Him to spank her harder. He abandoned the belt and picked up a thicker plank and went back to work on her ample ass. J was sure they'd stop as soon as He broke the somewhat flimsy board over her ass but when she turned back at Him with a glassy look on her face and begged Him not to stop, J went and got the boards himself.

He could see the overt admiration J had on His face and figured that one foreign smack couldn't hurt. He handed J the belt and showed him where to make contact with her back. Three smacks later she was smirking so He knew J wasn't doing much to her. J seemed to be satisfied though and stepped back far enough to not be in His way. His frat brother joined J and started tossing out the ever so helpful feedback that He mostly ignored. He did take the knife from His frat brother and ran the point across her back until a few light welts were forming and then over her tongue that had darted out of her mouth and was slowly licking her lips. He untied her at that point. she looked at Him with the same wide eyed look that she got when she wanted to be fucked hard as soon as humanly possible. He asked J and His frat brother to leave then. J was too busy staring at the butterfly on her breast for a moment before His frat brother walked him to the door. His frat brother killed the lights entirely as they got to the door but J didn't lock the door behind them as he still needed to set the alarm.

As soon as the door had swung shut, she dropped to her knees and fished out her bottle from His pants. He grabbed two handfuls of sweaty hair and fucked her face until she started gagging. she smiled and redoubled her efforts to get Him down her throat. A rapid tongue flicking on the bottom of His dick made Him groan. He had needed to fuck her the whole time she was behaving and letting strange eyes observe her. He pulled back out of her mouth and brought her to her feet. His hand wrapped around her throat and shoved her against the matted wall. He tightened his grip as He lifted her up and she pushed her shorts to the side to give Him access to her wetness. He popped her breast out of her bra and flicked His tongue over her nipple before biting hard into it. she slid down slowly onto her favorite toy and tried to pull Him closer to her with her legs but His arm kept them at a slight distance. her hips had to roll onto Him to get a smooth rhythm going for both of them. she moaned and cooed and grasped for breath every now and then when His grip locked down on her throat. He let go of her throat to brace her back as moved faster inside of her. He felt her arms wrap around His neck are her mouth licked around His neck before she got the magical idea of sucking on His chin as lovingly as she would her bottle. The extra contact pushed them both over the edge. He felt her legs tremble as her orgasm raced through her body and His nut found its home inside her walls. she stopped shaking as the bell above the door rang out and their company returned.

He had her pinned in such a way that all they saw was the two of them pressed against the wall. she fixed her top as He skillfully covered Himself up. she picked up her uniform and walked past the tiny audience to their car and got in the passenger seat. His frat brother left shaking his head at both of them. He helped J get the punching bag back into place and paid for the wood they destroyed while J collected the loose ties from the uniforms. He could tell J had questions so He asked J to get out what was on his mind.

"Well I mean, I was just wondering, is that how y'all always get down?"

He smirked a bit, "If you mean do I always have the option of smacking her ample ass and making her do whatever I want whenever I want until she purrs like a kitten then yes."

"And she likes it? I mean she doesn't get mad if she's hurt or sore the next day."

"You'd have to see her tomorrow to believe Me she's never mad at her Daddy very long." They were nearing the door at that point and she waved at them from the car.

"That would be fucking lovely man, get somebody down with whatever I wanted period but I'm not sure if I could handle all the pain and shit."

"Wouldn't matter if you could handle it, as long as she could," He said as He got into the car and drove off into the night.

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