“Bend over its length and stretch out your arms,” he told her. When she was fully bent and outstretched, with her legs straight, he took a spreade... bar from the library of devices and attached it to her ankles, leaving her legs wide apart. He then walked around her and set her wrists in the restraints on the table. Eventually, she was firmly in place, the only garments on her now being the stockings, heels and choker. Ryan began to remove his clothes. First the tie, then his crisp white shirt.. He got even more angry. "Stand up and take your shorts off," he told me. "What?" "You heard me." I did as he said. I took off my shorts right in front of him, which wasn't that odd. I walked around in my panties all the time. He put me back on his lap and began with the slapping my ass again. One after the other. It began to sting like hell. "Daddy that's starting to really hurt." "That's the point," he said through gritted teeth. "You should see your ass, it's bright fucking red!" he laughed.. My entire body convulsed as the rapture burned out of me.And coated her face.It was so hot watching my girl-cum drip down her cheeks and forehead. Her tongue licked up, eager to drink my jizz. Her eyes fluttered as cum ran down the bridge of her nose. She let out another moan as she stared at my cock.“No balls,” she whispered. Her finger reached out, rubbing at the folds of my pussy. “Oh, my god, your cock is your clitoris?”“Uh-huh,” I panted, a dizzy wave of euphoria rippling through me. I. She?s a good Christian, raised in a very religious home, enjoys family shows, detests vulgarity and is generally blind to people?s ulterior motives. But what if she?s a private person because she?s got this kinky alter ego she?s hiding, that she can call ?magic? but keeps the crotch straps tight and narrow secretly on purpose. Or maybe I?m just trying to justify her going through with what amounts to torture to satisfy my own libido. Isn?t it unprofessional to let her do this yet so romantic.