You are not allowed to wear clothes in your dungeon. You are not allowed to walk on your feet in your dungeon. You will crawl on your hands and knees... when you are in this room. You will strip before you take a single step inside here which means you will have to strip in the hallway, drop to your knees and crawl in.Rule number two. Your name for now will be cunt, slut, whore, bitch, or anything else I decide to call you. When you hear your names, you will respond with your full attention. . It appeared to her to be tail lights of cars, but they weren’t moving as they began to get closer. She began to slow down now as it appeared that one of the cars was right in the road in front of her. Is there a traffic jam here? As she began to slow down she suddenly realized that the car in the road in front of her was on it’s side, and as she came to a complete stop in the road, she realized that the other car had wrecked into a tree on the side of the road, and worst of all she recognized. "Are you going to spank me if I don't?" I asked, out of breath.He smacked me again and I shuddered more. "Why you like it?" Fuck yes, I love it. All sluts, like getting smacked while sucking cock,right?"He smacked my other cheek and I shuddered more. "Well then get sucking,bitch. Or else I'll stop."With that I took his cock into my mouth and started working it, getting itnice and wet. For his part, he kept smacking my ass cheeks and when herealized I enjoyed the dirty talk he got into it, "Oh. So he would have them believe.Problem was Mike was cute and he knew it, and he knew that at 38 he was getting a bit long in the tooth to stay the teenage Cassanova and it was long overdue that he settled down (or 'grew up into a human being' as Diane put it before she dumped him), but so what. His mates were all that mattered, certainly more than that stupid bitch and even they were a bunch of assholes most of the time.As he wandered along Kensington High Street he thought about Diane. Yes, she.