You never had a cock like that buried in your cunt have you? Don’t worry. You’re going to get lots of it. Before I’m done with you you’ll be c...oming over here begging to get fucked right. Not like that wimpy little hubby of yours. You’re going to crave getting fucked by a real man.”I shook my head from side to side. I kept saying, “No, no, no,” in a desperate whisper. But even as I denied it I was thinking how wonderful it felt to be stretched like this, to be filled like this. To be taken so. She swung hard hitting Jean who was closest. Her next swing hit Ann. In both cases, red stripes appeared. The two leaped up.Jan said, "You should have been up, cleaned yourselves and started breakfast preparations. You have done nothing but lie in our piss. Hit each of them again, Lind." Lind again swung the whip twice getting yelps of pain from the two young girls as the lash left another mark on each. "I see you removed your plugs. Bend over, bitches." The two girls were sobbing now but. That meant it had to be Travis.Rule number three was that nothing she ever did could ever be instead of spending time with Travis. Her marriage was the number one thing in her life. It super ceded everything else. So if she'd planned on doing something or meeting someone and Travis happened to come home, Travis won. She simply didn't go. If she was meeting someone and Travis called, she went home, immediately, in mid stroke if necessary. Travis came first.The last rule was that she never, ever. I knew I was going to cum, and it wasn't going to be pretty. Oh fuck! The front of my pants was going to be soaked with sperm. I would have to walk back through the farmer's wives' office like that. Certainly they would stare, but would they laugh or would they freak out? I'm supposed to be a professional here! Unzipping my pants was not an option. Not in my client's office, and especially not alone in a room with Lolita. I could see the local headline in my mind: "City Slicker Arrested for.