”“Honey at least give me a blowjob,” he begged.“That’s too much for you. Get out. Quick!”He left the room. I wore a black transparent sare...e tucked below my hip. In addition to this I wore a silver waist chain that my husband gifted me for our 10th anniversary. My son and husband were waiting for me to finish dressing. When I came out not only my husband was mesmerized on seeing me.“Come on guys let’s go,” I said. They came back to senses. We started walking outside.“You look so hot,” my husband. For the benefit of her indoctrination, she had to learn about punishment soon.With perhaps a shocking lack of ceremony, he led her from the bathroom right to a couch and told her "Alright, Slave Kim. You are about to learn what strokes with the paddle feel like. This will help you decide to obey your Master immediately in the future. If you obey perfectly, these could be the only strokes you ever receive. However, I may feel it necessary to refresh your memory of the pain occasionally. I will. I told Cheryl about my last visit when a guy brought his wife in there. They were sitting close to me and I watched as a very attractive dancer gave a lap dance to this woman. This story hit Cheryl right in her hot spot and I could tell she was horny as hell. "Will you take me there? Now!" Cheryl asked me. I was totally surprised, but wasn't about to say no. I had to see where this would lead. As we walked inside the sleazy strip joint, I took Cheryl by the hand and led her to a table in the. Which I hopeyou admit is understandable..." Jake trailed off, looking into Colin'seyes for signs of forgiveness.Colin smiled. "Nah, if you'd pulled that on me I would've pissedmyself."Jake grinned back. "I almost did. So, Colin... or is it Colleen? What doyou want me to call you now?"Colin didn't have to give it a thought -- she'd always known her realname in her dreams. "I'm going to go by Colleen. But we've known eachother so long that if you slip and say Colin it won't bother me a bit." Okay.