"Thirty smacks I think", declared Anabelle and proceeded to beat my naked behind. Smack, smack, smack, the blows rained down on my behind. I started t...o kick my legs and wriggle as the pain got worse. "Keep still or I will start again", shouted Anabelle, "and you better thank me properly afterwards", she added. Finally, the thirty smacks were done and with my eyes glazed over and my bottom throbbing I stood up instinctively started to caress my sore behind my nakedness no longer a primary. We are at email breakthru.comOur friends were again introduced through a magazine. After one or two letter exchanges, we exchanged our telephone numbers. To cut it short we met one day at their place. The guy is an electronic engineer and the lady is a house wife. His name is Ranjit and her name is Masha. Ranjit is a handsome gentleman with broad shoulders. Masha is a good looking lady with sexy eyes. It was evening time. Since both of them like drinks we started off with drinks. My wife also. I could tell that Amy was just getting started and as I finished my drink Amy leans in and tells me to enjoy the show. Amy then proceeds to cross the hot tub and straddle Kate. As she does this she takes off her bra and tosses back to me for safe keeping I guess, I tossed it over the side and prepared for some more hot action. Amy and Kate started kissing and fondling each other like some 70's era porno. I could hear Kate moaning and realized she was already masturbating while Amy was licking. Suddenly I not only needed to do all the housework and obey all commands, I now became subject to periodic strength tests. Mistress and Master Howard took great pride in pinning me down and making me try to lift objects that were too heavy for me. That reinforced my subservience to the nth degree. The following morning, after Mistress left for work, I went to her closet to measure exactly how weak I'd become. I tried to pull the suitcase from the shelf where Mistress placed it, but couldn't..