<strong>Who:</strong>Tanya<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Austin & Tanya's Bedroom<br/><strong>With:</strong>Austin, Cindy<br/><br/>Tanya was prepared for whatever he gave her, and she simply closed her eyes and turned her face to the side to protect her nose, eyes and mouth. Surprisingly, he didn't hit her. Instead, he grabbed the gag and pushed it into her unwilling mouth as she glared at him. Once it was fastened, she looked at him as he accused her of deciding to be finger fucked, and looked disappointed. She had been telling the truth during her apology, and yet it didn't seem to have even registered to him. It took a lot to tell Austin when she did something wrong, and she had groveled only to be ignored.<br/><br/>He spun her to the proper position and she saw the familiar riding crop swing through the air. The sting was expected, although she did jerk just slightly. Her ass was still sore with bruises and healing welts from Austin's last session with it, and it was aggravated by the spanking Paul had given. Compared to some of the pain she experienced, it was light, but it still did hurt. Inhaling sharply through her nose, she hung there helplessly as she dealt with his whipping.<br/><br/>When he finally set it aside, she exhaled as she started to recover her senses, and then heard something she didn't expect.<em>....comply like the slave I <strong>love</strong> who...</em>The slave he loved? He had said various small things over the years like that, but it had been a while, and he might not even have realized he said it. She was breathing hard as she looked to him in confusion. So often he acted like he couldn't care less if she was there or not, but then moments like this came, and his feelings came out. Breathing hard, her brow furrowed as he threatened to release her. Half of her wanted to take that and leave, but the other half didn't. This was the only life she'd known for 5 years. She didn't have many friends, and her family lived far away. Austin had been her only family for so long, and then Paul. Now Cindy had come, but she still didn't have a social life or network she could stay with.<br/><br/>For the moment, she was stuck, and she had to watch as he walked over to a woman who wasn't her. He had done sexual things with other women over the years, but they were usually women who were one-night stands or drunk party-goers. And she always knew what they were doing and when. She didn't like it, but as long as he didn't see a woman more than once or so, unless it was a 'swinging' thing, she could get over it. But Cindy? Not only was he going against Paul, who had always been kind to her, but he was also choosing a woman who lived with them. Who he had taunted Tanya with comments about for weeks now, and who obviously wanted him back. This was different. This was...replacement. At least in Tanya's mind, it was.<br/><br/>Trying to ignore the activity in front of her, she was forced to listen when he suggested that Cindy lick her pussy. She glared at him and shook her head. She liked Cindy, and she was an attractive girl, but she had a feeling Cindy was going to get herself in over her head soon, and she wanted to help the poor girl. Not make it worse. Besides, it would be humiliating for Tanya.