"Go on," urged Bert. "After we had cum, MistressDeborah ordered us to dry off and go stand still with our legs spreadand our hands behind our heads. ... Another mistress came into the showerroom and put a plastic ring around our privates," exclaimed Alex.Perplexed, Bert asked, "Is this ring very tight?" Nathan shook hishead, his new pony tail bouncing off of his neck. "It's a little snugwith the plastic plate running beneath it," answered Alex. "Plasticplate," queried Bert. "Will you guys. He was, after all, a butch water polo player who had represented his country at the highest level.Several minutes later, however, my misgivings were somewhat negated when I felt his big toe push up against mine. I did not initially get too excited, given our close proximity, but when his big toe moved over my toe and commenced rubbing it, I had a Eureka moment and knew that my Alpine aspiration was about to come true. Máté’s horny expression also left me in no doubt about what would shortly. For my part, I was angry, too. But I was angry at myself. I hated feeling like less than a man. I knew what it was doing to Mary, but I couldn't bring myself to tell her what was going on. Call it vanity or male pride, but I just couldn't admit my problem. I think she suspected I was having an affair with one of the girls at work. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't thought about it. The problem was, that's as far as my body would let me go. One secretary named Sandy was pretty brazen in. You agree to be spanked or I walk out now and post the second package here tonight.” I looked at her trying to work out if she meant it. This attractive and particularly assertive young Australian beauty though was tough. It really only took me a moment to know that is exactly what she would do. I knew I had no alternative and looked at the floor before saying a simple “ok.” She sneered and said “Good boy Phil. Right decision” in a far more sarcastic tone than I could ever manage as.