Often there would be only one pair, I think she must have done all her washing before she went away so I couldn't take them or she would notice them m...issing. I remember the first time I found a pair, cream coloured French knickers with a black bow on the waist band and a lace front panel. I felt the blood in my body pumping with excitement as I picked them up from the top of the washing pile in the hamper. Trembling I raised them to my nose, I had not yet examined the gusset. The first aroma I. "Just hurry up and get this over with." I will start with softer swats of the paddle, to warm you up. Then the swats will get harder and harder as your spanking continues." Then my spanking started. It wasn't too bad at the beginning, but after a few minutes, I could really feel the swats. Judy would stop now and then, and rub her hands on my warm butt."Your cheeks are turning a nice pink. But I am going to paddle you until your butt looks as red as my skirt."Then my spanking continued. . Slut had never had that type of intercourse and had no desire to every try. Master explained that it would be simply impossible to have a Master/sub relationship if sub acted like the sub controlled access in anyway. So there it was, the slut had to agree to be fucked in the butt, or the whole agreement was off. Master loved His sub and was willing to go back to the old, more conventional relationship, but, frankly, He had found he liked being Master and if this woman wouldn’t accept those. He felt a flush of shame at the panicked look in her eyes, remembering the way Steve treated her. He clutched her to him, both to reassure her and so he wouldn’t have to see it. ‘We have a few weeks before I have to respond,’ he said quietly. ‘We’ll think of something. Now let’s lie down. I really need you right now.’ ##### Christie and Danny argued intermittently over the next several weeks. The make-up sex became less and less frequent until they hardly made love at all. Their final fight.