He pulled out at the last second and a very large load came out covering my entire face.Afterwards he smiled down at."Don't wipe that off your face." ...He said. "Why not?" I asked with a confused look on my face. "Because if you do I will release the footage this just took." He removed a camera I had not noticed before from a bookshelf. "I would put it on the usual sites like pornhub, xvideos, xhampster, youporn, etc. Under your real name of course. Then I would start sending it to individuals.". I went to turn to look at him and felt the worst pain in my ass like something pulling my hole down. Omg! I cried. Yes did you take him with no lube? She giggled no I used spit !Well it dried now he’s stuck she laughed. She started wiping lube around his cock and my hole. Ok John work it in she grinned. John slowly start fucking me lite strokes. But the ring of my asshole was moving with his cock. The lube wasn’t penetrating the seal. John laughs I can’t take no more . Omg Nicky laughs. So. What makes us different is that we practice domestic discipline with my darling husband as HOH (head of household). We believe that it is the male's role to be the head of the house and to guide and discipline his wife when she needs it.We have been practicing this for about 2 years now and are still learning. In the early years of our marriage, I was a total bitch. I screamed and cursed- around the c***dren no less! And got my way on nearly every issue. I overspent, smoked, drank, didn't clean. Maybe it’s Daddy’s room and maybe not. As I’m thinking about this, Daddy tells me to stand up. He always tells me to stand up, I’m not sure why. He tells me I look cute, “So cute, baby,” he says. This always dissolves me, his telling me I look cute and calling me “baby”... My worries and thoughts start to float away and I’m becoming Daddy’s submissive little girl, no longer a woman in my 30’s with all my problems and adult concerns. I only want to please Daddy and do what Daddy wants now. And.