I told her, I am trying to lie still but it hurts so much and she too giving it very hardly. She said, she knew it hurts but spanking are supposed to ...hurt and she is doing this to make me a good disciplined boy. By the time, she administered me all the 40 strokes, 20 on each, she asked me to lie in same as I have 8 extra strokes for moving out my position. She gave me the extra strokes across my thigh and the part where hips and thigh met. The whipping across my thighs hurt more than it had. I was horny as hell and eve hornier because my wife was on her period and I knew we could not fuck...her rule. I knew I might get a handjob out of it if I played my cards right. She was drinking Fireball liquor with RumChada. Her drink was in a cup with a lid and each time she would drink some I would top it back off when she wasn’t looking. She drank the most she ever had....liquor drunk. Let me describe my wife. Her pics are in my profile. She is in her 40s...petite frame...huge natural DD. I wanted her so bad my insides were knotted. Recalling the words of “The I Ching” I waited for her to speak. Instead, she put her glass on the coffee table and cuddled me. “I didn’t know how much I missed you until I saw you again,” she whispered. I let her go on. “I tried to call you at the newspaper, but you had left.” “When?” “Oh, I think it was about a year or so after, after we separated.” “Yeah. I got a better offer from a guy I knew on the job here about then. I was glad to leave.. After all, it has been lies all the way for the last few years so silence is better I suppose!”I tightened the gag, forcing the ball into my open mouth.“Make sure it is nice and tight,” she said.Then she stood and went to the top of my cage. I thought that she was going to open the sort of lid that was in the centre of the top but instead she clicked a switch.I heard a regular clicking noise every few seconds, a sort of switch or relay that repeatedly clicked and switched.“That is an electrical.