Submitting to her recorded instructions, I reckoned, were just the next step."And, babe, if you can't handle this, if it's too much for you, just get ...up and leave," her voice said. "But don't bother coming back. Ever. ? Bye."Leave? Not a chance. I turned off the machine, drained the glass of wine and went upstairs. As instructed, I stripped in the bathroom and went into her bedroom. I closed the door and saw on the bed, as promised, the lingerie, the scarf and the cuffs. I ran my fingers over. I am usually very nervous at this time as she might come back at any time. Sometimes she is gone for an age, but when I don't answer the front door immediately, she pushes me into the front drawing room pulls me across her knees. Then she takes my knickers down and spanks me until I am sobbing like a baby, especially if she has brought anyone home with her. I have to make the beds and sweep the carpets upstairs and when I'm in the back-rooms or even the kitchen it's very difficult to hear the. I didn’t want to be branded a queer, even though there was no comprehension of exactly what this meant.Segway three years, I am in California away from my native upstate New York awaiting the start of classes in a technical school. On this warm July night I and my a few of my classmates were at the local club, telling lies, and just generally shooting the breeze as young men do. An older guy joined us; say 27 or 8, ancient by our 18-year-old standards. His joining our conversation and the. I thought she’d freak out but she didn’t. She actually turned around and told him to stroke her long blonde hair through the hole while she sucked me. The holes were pretty big and he could easily get one if not both hands thru. As he started doing this, I noticed he was grabbing the back of her head and gently moving it back and forth, in and out while she sucked my cock. She stood up, said she wanted fucked doggy-style, and she wanted our neighbor to put his cock thru the GH. We all obliged,.