..”SLAP! A firm slap prevented him from further mumbling or manufacturing any more excuses. It was time for the Lady to get to work. “After what I...had heard about your recent behavior, I did not WANT you to have any extra time to prepare. In fact, it is now painfully clear to me that giving you time to prepare before my previous visits has only allowed you to hide the truth from me. You know our arrangement, the rules I have given you, and my policy on lying. As I said, things are painfully. But to fail, to have stopped a whipping before it is done is unbearable. It is to suffer all the pain and none of the reward of having been worthy. I do not get off on being beaten, it is when having been beaten, my tormentor turns to me and says 'good girl' that makes me melt inside. The process was not as painful as I had hoped. I was there to commit adultery, I wanted it to hurt. All my life I had been told by men that the penalty for adultery was to suffer punishment. Better to suffer. A rush of excitement shot through me as they walk closer to me. Gina said "You told me he had a nice cock but I didn't think it would be so big." I looked up at her, she was licking her lips and smiling. "Would you like to help me Gina?" I asked. She sat on the edge of the sofa next to me. "Let's start by getting these pants off." she said as she loosened my belt and unsnapped my jeans. My sister helped as they pulled them off then removed my underware.My rigid cock stood up as Gina put her. Oh my god, while she was doing it she kept brushing her arm against my tits which made my nipples tingle so much. I didn't feel awkward though, in fact, I was sticking my tits out more so it happened again and again.My legs were like jelly as I tried the first outfit on and when I looked at myself in the full length mirror it was like looking at someone else. I looked sexy, I felt amazing, my whole demeanour lifted.I walked out onto the catwalk to show daddy my first outfit. It consisted of a.