I was trembling as i heard Him stomp up the stairs, turn the doorknob and slam the door of the bedroom open. "BITCH YOU BETTER STOP FUCKING WITH ME RI...GHT NOW," He yelled angrily. He saw me shaking in my punishment corner and quickly snapped my leash onto my collar and forcefully dragged me down the stairs. As He held my leash tight enough to cut off a bit of my air intake, He told me that i was going to eat every last drop of my breakfast, and that i was going to thank Him for being kind. They smiled sheepishly, rubbing the back of their neck.“Well, I hope you feel better tomorrow then…?” He said, trailing his words as he raised an eyebrow questioning. I’ve seen this in movies, where the guy strung along his words, waiting for the other to say their name. The thought made me giggle to myself at how absurd it even was to introduce yourself without the formal introduction.“Naomi.” I finished. He smiled, straightening his posture upright as he ran his fingers through his slightly. I asked Jen where her husband was, to which she replied that he was next door being miserable. Both women seemed to think that this was very funny, to which I said that I was going to go and invite Geoff out for a drink and that I would see them later.I went next door and told Geoff that seeing as how our wives had managed to get themselves partially drunk we should go down the pub and have a few pints. Geoff thought this was a great idea and we were soon down the pub.Geoff and Jen had been. He wrapped my cock in a silicon sleeve, took it in his mouth and bit hard down. The pain was excruciating. Every time I asked him to stop and touched his head to move him away, hit bit harder. After fifteen minutes I was in total mind numbing agony. He then released me. ‘Jesus,’ I cried, ‘you’ve nearly bitten my cock off.’ Christian calmed me and invited me back onto the recliner where I sat nursing my injured cock. I bit down on my thumb to distract my mind from the pain.He explained that I.