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I put my hands behind my back, with one hand he holds both wrists together, pinned to my lower back.Smack comes the first spank. No building up to it,...the first strike is hard. "I'm going to teach you to be a good boy" he taunts. "Thank you daddy" I whimper, just loving the dirty talk. The spanks and verbal abuse keep coming, and hard. It's almost too painful to stand, but I'm loving it in the way only a sub can. Finally the spanks stop briefly, he resumes rubbing and caressing my now very red. It sounds really fun and I’m so pleased you picked out something unique. It’s kind of romantic in a Happy Days sort of way. But if my butt is bruised on Monday, it better be because you were pounding it into the floor, not dropping it on the floor.”“Um ... We’re not really going to do that tonight, are we?”“You are all flustered. That’s not like you! No. I never screw on a first date. Except that once and I learned my lesson from that.”“It is our first date, isn’t it? I mean just the two of us.. We kept chatting and drinking. Aunty sanjana was giving constant indications that she wanted something. She was smelling great. Our eyes met and I caught her by her neck and kissed her passionately on her lips and licked her entire mouth. One of my hands was touching her tight firm boobs. She wanted all of me inside her but was afraid about her hubby. She pushed me back and said – “not right now … wait a while”. She went into the kitchen and she brought a condom then I had known that she was. She had always thought that a dominatrix spent her time in high heeled boots and a corset, strutting up and down waving a whip. She’d also thought that they’d be bad tempered, scowling or sneering man-haters but although some of them looked less than happy with their charges, most of them looked like they were really enjoying themselves. Quite a lot of the women on the web sites that she’d looked at just looked like ordinary women, having a good time. Of course there were plenty of extreme.
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I just said "Hi, Tim. Doing laundry?" and immediately felt like an idiot, since neither the washer nor dryer was running, and he didn't have his lau...dry bag. He stammered something about losing a sock last time, but as I walked around him to the dryer, I saw his dilemma. He was only wearing an old, thin college t-shirt and an even thinner pair of running shorts. Tim had a boner, or hard on, erection, whatever you want to call it. It was a huge one, and I have seen a few, and he could not. ?We’ll do your breasts next.?After the experience I’d just gone through, the thought of the whip on my breasts was unbearable; I shook my head, but he ignored me. He led me by the lariat on my neck to the table. I felt proud of him. I sat down at the edge of the table and laid on my back on it; my C cup breasts exposed, falling slightly to my sides, crowned by the pink nipples that stood erect, whether from the cold air conditioning, or due to something else, I could not say. He fastened my. More

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