She says she is sorry to have to do this but I didn't do as I had been told to make sure the house was clean. I again say it was but she puts the cuff... on me and has me lean over the back of the couch . She ties a cord to the cuffs and pulls my arms forward .Then she walks around behind me. She has the cord run under the couch and pulls it tight ,then I feel her hand on my balls. She pulls them down and I feel something slid over them. She slapsmy ass and as I jump up I realize it was the cord. ”Tony said, “You are submissive. You get turned on by being told what to do, being punished and being humiliated. You wouldn’t have sucked that guy’s cock on your own but because you were submitting, and getting turned on by submitting, you obeyed. It didn’t matter if it was a cock you were sucking or a pussy you were licking. The turn on was submitting and humiliation.”I never thought of it that way. It made sense to me as he explained it. The spanking I got was what turned me on and. He looked sharp when he came downstairs on his way out, and – although I was happy that he was dating girls from school, and I quite liked his current girlfriend – I had a slight pang of jealousy, and realized with a wry smile that I already missed his cock.I was lying on the couch watching TV in nothing but a short nightshirt when Jason came home from his date sometime around midnight. I patted the cushion next to where I was lying and told him to come tell me about his date. He sat down and. "What's wrong?" "It's so big," she whispered. Then I noticed she was staring at the photo. In an uncharacteristic bit of modesty I said, "Not SO big. It's only seven inches or so." "But Bobby's is so dinky compared to yours." Bobby was her studly jock boyfriend, though apparently not so studly. Then she looked up suddenly with a gleam in her eye. "Let me see it." I could say I refused. I could say I turned around and left the house without an i****tuous thought. But why lie? I just unzipped.