And again. I feel the welts rising on my ass. He pulls my ass cheeks apart and hit the tender area next to my asshole. Hard. I bury my face in the qui...t. My clit is tingling. I can feel my orgasm building as he continues to hit me. Suddenly I feel the sharp sting of the plumbing tool on my ass. The pain is focused, I know there are bright red stripes rising. He uses it on my back and shoulders too. Then, unexpectedly, I feel its sharp caress on my face. Not as hard as on my ass, but I feel it.. "Alex looked at her incredulously."Let me put it another way," she continued, her smile hardening. "Your contract says you will wear the uniform we supply you, or it becomes a disciplinary offence. Losing your job on your first day would be 'unfortunate,' wouldn't it?" Oh," he said, realizing she wasn't giving him any option really."Look, try on the uniform, and let's see?" she responded, going for his weakness "I'm sure we can make you look relatively, erm, inconspicuous."So Alex took that. Who doesn’t have their idiosyncrasies? Sara kept insisting I was a good catch, so I couldn’t help but be flattered when such a voluptuous girls says that about a nerdy guy like me.And as her new husband, a guy’s ego can’t help but be boosted to know his wife is so jealous of him, she desires him to stay home and not be exposed to predatory females who might take advantage of me. However, while I appreciate her desire to protect me from such temptations, I am concerned about her unending list. He was a few paces ahead of me, per usual. I'd never,ever beaten him to the lake. Once, I'd even faked an injury to get theadvantage, that'd never worked on Connor. He could tell when I waslying, it was like he could see right through me. Connor and I had always been really close, and our bond was furthercemented when our dad died. Connor was 12, and I was 10. He'd been ina plane crash, all I could remmeber was how Mom sobbed for what seemedlike days after he died. Connor would come into my.