Ok, so you piqued my interest. I had to know more, so I asked, "What all are you interested in doing sexually?" You were open with your answers, but t...ey were a bit out in left field, from what I was used to being propositioned with, there was the obvious, oral sex, as well as butt sex, since it seems those are par for the course, in these sorts of relationships. And good for me that I really had grown in my craving for buttsex, to the point that I was wearing a butt plug daily to sleep and all. She had clearly been strapped with a belt again and her lovely but bruised neck showed signs of being held in a vice like grip I had no idea of course who had done what as I quietly shed my robe and started to enjoy the dark rewards I had waited so long for. I quickly tore open the needle packages and with some force, pushed short needles through her rubbery stiff nipples. She looked up at me impassively as I slapped her hard on the face to assert my superiority. As she slumped forward with. “How about some ice cream from the Dairy Queen drive-thru before we head home?” Karl said to everyone.“Theirs is the best,” I said with my arm around Nancy’s shoulder. She kept a close eye on my hand.We got a milkshake to share, with ‘Killary’ (That is what Amy calls them) getting a Strawberry Sunday to share.My phone rang!“Hey Mom, the movie is over and we have stopped at Dairy Queen where kids are King!”She laughed, then I told her we would be back in 20 to 25 minutes.Karl was being fed by. She did not wait a specific number of seconds but always gave plenty of time for the previous stroke to sink in.CRACK, the second stroke was delivered and Mandy continued laying the cane across her son-in-law's backside at intervals between about twenty and about forty seconds. Neither Simon nor Cindy knew how many strokes would be applied and possibly even Mandy did not when she started the beating but it was always a minimum of twelve and often a few more.Cindy had counted nine strokes and.