I looked out into the darkened club for my wife. But I could not find her…The song ended and the red haired girl bent over at the waist to pick up h...r tips from the rail and stage floor. In the process, she flashed her pussy and ass one more time. She blew a couple of quick kisses and scampered off the stage, her high heels clicking on the stage as she moved away seductively…Anita was probably in the bathroom. I decided to sit away from the stage at a table to better see her in the crowd. A. It was a few years into our relationship that I introduced the subject of swinging ourselves to my wife which she was all for because all I had to do was ask during sex. When I fuck her up her ass and call her my cum guzzling whore it seems I could ask for her to eat my shit and she would agree (I'd never do that though cause if I'm the kind of person who if I can't fathom doing it it must be wrong). So after a hard fuck she then told me lets do it. But I had other plans...When we dated I first. “Well, you have the cane in your hand. Why don’t you start, I will join you”Thwack!Trudy smacked her sister’s ass with that cane. Amy screamed her throat out through her ball gag. Trudy mercilessly started swinging that cane and gave her 10 continuous strikes. Cane marks were clearly visible on her ass. Alex stopped her and then THWACK, smacked her ass with a paddle.It hurt even more. Amy was crying continuously. Her muffled screams were getting louder after each strike. Her face turned red and. We even asked if we couldgo outside and Auntie Bev warned us not to leave the street. Even thoughit was a warm summer's evening and broad daylight, one could never becertain who was about in London. Having been warned of the dangers topretty little sissies who would not be able to run or struggle becauseof their corsets, we resolved to remain near the front of the pub. Therewe remained under the watchful gaze of many customers of the pub whowere enjoying the pavement culture facilitated by the.