My wife Charlotte was apprehensive, but finally said, "it is the right thing to do."At church that Sunday, we asked to meet with her. Jaimie was nerv...us, why not, she was my secret sex slave and number #1 cum slut and she was meeting with my wife and I. We offered the arrangement and she took it smiling. My wife decided after we met, she was glad we had decided to take Jaimie into our home. I said, me too, as my mind was full of images of what I would be doing to my number #1 slut.We then met. Ich schweife ab.Ich muss zugeben das ich in ihrer Nähe immer etwas gehemmt bin. Sie kommt dem Ideal meiner Traumfrau sehr nahe und diese Träume sind meist feucht und, ich gebe hiermit zu das ich ein etwas perverser bin Bondage Fan bin, meist, - sagen wir "abgedreht". Wenn ich ihr begegne lächelt sie mich stets freundlich an, aber irgendwie habe ich das Gefühl, wenn sie mich mit ihren grossen Augen anblickt in denen ich eine Hundertjährige Weisheit zu erkennen glaube, das sie weiss was ich mir. "Well, it's about my testicles" I said not looking at her but the carpet in front of the sofa.She stopped knitting again."Go on" she said, more gently than I had expected."Well, I seem to have some aches and discomfort there. I was wondering if I should se a doctor." Are you sure you've not been with a girl and caught something?" she replied accusingly."No mom, honestly" I said.She thought for a moment. "How long has this been going on?" A few weeks" I said"A few weeks?" she replied. Heart rate slowing. Breath becoming even. And still, nothing.Without any warning but the brush of air preceding the blow, it came. From nowhere - the sharp sting of his favorite flogger. Hard rubber falls with sharp tips. Stinging, stinging across her thighs - the right side this time. How had he moved over there wothou - THWACK!!! His second blow cut her thoughts in half.She began to moan in rhythm with the blows as he delivered strike after strike, thigh, belly, thigh, shin, thigh ...He.