I eagerly licked them with my tongue. I preformed this duty almost every day. I love the taste of her leather boots on my tongue. It was a task no lon...ger humiliating for me that I now thoroughly enjoyed. After about ten minutes of tongue licking my Mistress was seemingly satisfied with my efforts."Crawl over to the whipping post." That was situated on the floor in the middle of the dungeon room. "Lean up against the post with your hands behind your back." I was ordered.I dutifully obeyed. I. When Lynn arrives, Rick her husband is still awake, he's been waiting up for her to give her the goods he promised when she left. Lynn walks into the living room and finds him watching TV wearing only his bath robe, "good night" he asks, "yeah I had an entertaining evening". Lynn sits down on the sofa, whilst he remains seated on the floor, he puts his hand on her leg and starts to rub it up and down the nylon of her stockings, his motions get higher and higher until he reaches the tops of her. The 'front' parlor was strictly hands off. No one got into the front parlor for any reason except for Sunday afternoon visits, like by the preacher, or for funeral wakes or some other very special occasion. Otherwise, you'd better not get caught "up front."Two sets of walnut double doors, ornately carved and decorated, framed the fireplace on either side to form a "wall" that separated the two rooms. I could hardly believe those beautiful doors still hung in place as if they had just been. After peeling that black mini-skirt up around my waist, we tightly hug, trading glorious sensations -- me feeling the ever growing bulge of his fully inflamed manhood, and him feeling my swelling full breasts and hard nubby nipples through my thin blouse. Now, all the guys and gals nearby can see my hot-pink lace bikini panties, so distinct against my creamy-white pulsating flesh.I become more and more exposed as those now-wispy panties are pulled deeper and deeper into my widening ass crack in.