Punish me for my bad behavior.”As perfectly presented as those buttocks were, I had no intention of beating the poor girl. Someone had truly warped ...lenda’s concept of her individuality. So, instead of hitting her lovely bottom, I gently ran my fingers over the cool, soft, skin. Glenda squirmed and sighed as my fingers played across her sensitive cheeks. When I slid further down and merely brushed across her star, she came.I kept petting Glenda’s body, drawing ever nearer to her supposedly. (She still wondered, wife-like, what kind of 'good time' he had been having when he was arrested!) They had survived twice being attacked by a mysterious band of Arab tribesmen, and found the City of the Dead.Evelyn had been determined to capture O'Connell, as well as make her reputation as a field archeologist. She had been turned down three times by the Bainbridge Scholars, just because she was a female. It still rankled as she was so much better qualified than any they had accepted, as she. I was in heaven.I pulled back so I could see his erection. Fully hard his cock was a good two inches longer than mine and about the same thickness. His balls, clean shaven, hanging low and heavy. I cupped his balls and felt them move in his sack. Taking his shaft in my other hand I slowly stroked his length. My tongue flicking out to take his pre-cum as it appeared. He pulled back and I stood up, he unbuttoned my trousers as I took my shirt off. I have a belly, not huge but middle-age. " I looked down at the floor, and with a trembling hand, I wiped at my tear-filled eyes and then looked back up at you. I couldn't look at my husband, not yet."I have taken on another slave, pet. One who will be able to dedicate all her time to me. I will, however, keep the key to the padlock that holds your beautiful pussy lips closed." I looked up angrily at hearing that last part."How dare you say you'll be keeping the key, Master! If you are disposing of me, then it no longer belongs to you.