I was trembling uncontrollably and I felt my juices begin to flow. When he started licking my mound with his broad flat swipes, I lost it. My abdomen ...began to undulate. I felt my pussy muscles begin to contract, trying to milk something that didnt exist. I felt the perspiration bead up on my forehead and I gritted my teeth as I began to moan. I was in the midst of the most exquisite orgasm, without him ever touching my pussy or clit. He never stopped, he covered my smooth skin with his tongue,. Do you understand?” My brain raced – twelve, and I had to be grateful and ask for each one. What else could he possible ask of me to make this more demeaning? Still, strapped down straddling this stool, with my already red ass high in the air in the perfect position for punishing, I was hardly in a position to negotiate. Besides, the earlier ministrations over his knee, followed by the paddling and corner time, had banished any last thoughts I may have had that I was anything but under his. ”“Thanks a lot.”“I am going somewhere with this.”He sat up cross-legged next to me. “Go.”“Using a barbell, you can lift 100, 200, 300 pounds?”“One of those, yes.”“I could lift the bar. By itself. Maybe with one, little weight on each side.”He pinched my bicep. “I could help you.”“I could never pass the bar. I can do pliés at a barre. I usually leave before last call at a bar.”“You’re spinning again.” “My point is, you and I have different, complementary strengths. You lift weights and run 10K. She had been told that twenty centimeters was the minimum, had looked at her ruler and tried to imagine a thick pole eight inches long being driven into her guts."Your name?" she asked the man, trying not to stare at his bulging codpiece."James, Miss," he said. "Your pleasure?" Yes, James, sexual congress; come and make love to me." She was proud that her voice was steady, and she crossed her legs and watched him disrobe quickly, tossing his uniform on the room's only chair. He sat to pull off.