She was begging for more pain in order to get a fucking. Yes, she was focusing on her own pleasure, but she realized that pain and submission was the ...road to that pleasure. Later I would shift that focus to my pleasure.?SPLAT? ?OOOOOOOOOOOGOOODDDDDDDD, PLEASE SIR, PLEASE WHIP MY ASS? ?SPLAT? ?OOOOOOOOOOOGOOODDDDDDDD, PLEASE SIR, PLEASE WHIP MY ASS??SPLAT? ?OOOOOOOOOOOGOOODDDDDDDD, PLEASE SIR, PLEASE WHIP MY ASS??SPLAT? ?OOOOOOOOOOOGOOODDDDDDDD, PLEASE SIR, PLEASE WHIP MY ASS?Finally she was. What size is he, do you think?”“Oh, small, definitely small!” my wife laughed.Gerald was permitted to pull up his pants, then sent to find a suitable device. He returned with a lockable pink plastic chastity tube and handed it to his wife.“This is one of Gerald’s old tubes, Caroline. Of course, he was ‘small’ when we started out, but as you’ve seen, he takes a ‘tiny’ model these days!”“Would you let Marian try this on your little pee-pee, Peter. After all, we are her guests.”Defeated, I simply. I was hoping we could play a game. You see, I notice that you said you would answer me any question, but only if it pleases you.” Beth picked up a piece of cheese, put it near her mouth, then tossed it back on the table. “You see, I get the impression that you don’t want me to leave here. However, I do not wish to stay. So there must be something I can offer you in return for such information.”“You mean other then amusement?” Oliver set his wine glass down, and pulled off his gloves. The dusky. We got to her place, she told me to have a seat and she would prepare dinner.I heard some soft romantic music begin to play.she dissapeared for a while, but when she reappeared she was dressed in a shear neglige and walked up to me and whispered.What you see is what it on the menu, A meal for you being so Chivalrous, She then leaned in and passionately french kissed me.Proabling my tonque with hers, her fingers rubbing and gently stroaking my shaft through my pants.She then whispered... can I.