Another unsatisfied night and her husband, Kyle, didn’t even seem to notice. She loved him, he just never seemed to care for her like he used to. He... body ached for real physical, passionate sex, something he seemed unable to give. She didn’t know what to do, she ached to be touched, but wanted to stay faithful to her husband, she loved him. She let a scream of frustration as she climbed out of bed. She did her morning hygiene, bathing then brushing her teeth. She wanted revenge on her husband. Very calm, very stern and with perfect aim… The sound of the belt cracking her well-rounded behind gave me a rush. “Wow,” I thought to myself. “This can’t be happening.” I cracked her five or six times across her bottom in all the perfect places. She barely moved and whimpered the first few lashes and finally, after the sixth or seventh, her cheeks clenched and she let out the most feminine of womanly noises in blissful pleasure and pain. “Owwweeeeee, owweeee, oweeee,” she said as she clutched. "We didn't really talk this through before, but since she is chained up and gagged, she can't really complain. Don't fuck her, but make her come."I looked at Sue, "Is that okay with you?" I asked her. "Do you want me to give you an orgasm right here in front of your husband?"She shook her head rapidly back and forth, telling me that she didn't approve of it at all."Dave?" I asked, looking for approval."Do it." He replied. "She needs to come. As soon as you're gone, I'm going to fuck her crazy.". This time she continued to such me all the way and I shot spurt after spurt into the back of her mouth. Like a trooper, she swallowed as fast as she could, doing her best not to gag. Once Ginger had satisfactorily drained my cock and cleaned it up, I held her in my arms and took her into deeper water. I let her loose to float with her legs spread on either side of my head and then pulled her towards me and began to lick and suck on her pussy. She had to keep her arms moving to keep her head.