One of the nipple clamps wasknocked off. He left it on the floor, continued whipping her --the nipples which bulged from her breast bindings, her bac...k andbelly and butt and all around her legs, until she was a rosy pinkfrom her neck to her knees. At first, she called out, "Oh, you're the greatest, Horace. Do it harder," but, when he bit her nipple, she swore at him inSpanish. "Bitch, bitch, bitch!" he yelled as he beat her harder. Hiswife loved to belittle him, to remind him that he. As soon as I touched her I could feel how wet she was and no surprise that she began to buck against my fingers, the two of us moaning a little as we kissed. Suddenly the kettle was boiling and toaster popping up its contents. For a few moments we continued to kiss and I teased her but then Gemma turned towards the counter and away from me. We both glanced at her dad to see what he was doing and just before she reached for the butter-knife, took hold of my hand, guiding it back to her pussy. I. We texted during the week and Friday came, her ex picked up their son and so she was alone until Sunday, sounded good so I rode round to hers and we went for a walk... we got back to hers and we listen to music chatted and kissed and cuddled... I could feel the tension in the air as the clock ticked by, was she going to ask me to leave or stay? the couch or her bed? she was so nice I was not going to rush anything and ruin it... at 3am she kissed me again, 'I am struggling with this' she said,. I pointed out the ones I knew and he swept the rest back into the bag. ‘We will begin your education with the objects you recognize. The rest can keep until later.’ He came up and pressed behind me; I could feel a stirring in his trousers as he leaned forward and picked up the paddle from the desk ‘Since you are here primarily for punishment, I think we should begin with this.’ He whispered in my ear. I shivered, but didn’t move and didn’t speak, just as he’d told me, I could feel the smile as.