Most of us knew what she was doing, but it didn’t matter to us. The bitch was stealing money from her prick husband. They deserved each other as far... as we were concerned.Then my uncle died and left me eight acres of vacant land. It wasn’t much when he bought it, but urban sprawl had encompassed the property. There were strip malls and home improvement centers on all sides. As soon as it was discovered that I was the new owner, the sharks started circling. I never realized how much pressure big. Around that time, I got my second hint of naughty/nasty behavior. I was still completely oblivious to their meaning, but they were there. One precious night, we just had very pleasurable sex and each had an intense orgasm. It was a sensuous and erotic moment. I ejaculated inside her cunt and laid beside her before pulling out. We wipe ourselves and she says"Why don't you go in the drawer and bring out your little friend and continue pleasuring me with it ?"I was surprised but of course,. ." she whimpered. "I know. But I'm here now." I reached down and began rubbing her clit as I licked and sucked on her tits. She writhed and gasped and arched her back as far too many signals were being sent to her brain now. "Ohhh Joonnn!!" she moaned, long and low. I could tell by her tone and the way she was grinding on the machine and my hand that she was trying to cum. Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! I slapped her clit with four quick slaps, not hard but in the state she was in they were enough to. I start to feel excited – as well as apprehensive – about the immediate future. The door opens, and vikki beckons me to follow her. We walk down the passage until we come to a studded oak door, with a big iron knocker in the shape of a caged penis. Vikki knocks twice.“Enter,” says a strict sounding voice, and vikki opens the door and I follow her down the stone stairs into Mistress’s dungeon. There are chains hanging from the ceiling, a St Andrew’s cross, a pillory, a spanking trestle with.