Isometrics, of course - these days nothing less than a loaded semi would offer enough resistance to count. I hadn't even broken much of a sweat.Turnin...g, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I took no real pride in the dense, sculpted muscles I'd developed in the last year and a half, any more than a blind man took pride in the attention he paid to his hearing, or a deaf man gloried in his well-exercised peripheral vision.I didn't bother putting a shirt on; I just turned off the light. Jane took the cane from Miss D and turned to face John, holding the cane in her two hands and flexing it as she walked slowly across the room and stood in front of her husband. She was smiling, hoping John found the smile sexy, and said, “You are such a naughty boy I am going to have to give you six of the best.” John thought only six, thank goodness as his bottom was already stinging, so he won’t mind how hard Jane canes him. He looked in to her eyes and saw them sparkle as she gave him such a. As she was grinding on my crotch I was slowly starting to get aroused and I did not care since the alcohol was in control of me. As she realised that my cock was erected she started to press on me more and so I turned her around and we hugged and then suddenly I felt her hand on my crotch and she started to massage me slowly and I was in pain from my erection in my jeans. I just wanted to burst my zipper and give my tool some room to expand. As she rubbed my cock I looked her in the eyes and we. “Good then.” A knock, right on time, an electronic lock silently released. “Come in.”“Oh, good morning Bethany, and you must be Mrs. Weathers. Please take these seats. I apologize for not getting up, I have been feeling a little stiff in my lower extremities and it is better if I remain seated.” He felt Prudence’s teeth gently squeezed him, mid-shaft, teasing him in their shared secret.“Oh that’s quite alright, Doctor, I’m just so happy you were willing to see us. Don -- my husband, Bethany’s.