The mixture of dread and desire is making her belly and pussy flutter in anticipation. He moves to the pants he left on the floor and removes the leat...er belt. She can see what he is doing and flushes in excitement in spite of herself. "I deserve to be punished Master," she whispers. "You don't deserve anything my little slut, but I will punish you just the same." He responds forcefully, as he moves back behind her. Her body clenches again from the force of the words and she waits for the. Uncle Tim was dressed up as a guy from Bay watch. He was literally wearing only red shorts. Uncle Tim was older but I’d be lying if I didn’t admit he looked good. Sexy even. We were smoking weed in the master bedroom while the rest of the party was turning the living room into a dance floor. I was so stoned I needed to leave the cloud that was forming in my aunt’s bedroom. When I started walking down the hall I felt my wrist get pulled back. Next thing I knew I was in the hallway closet and. It was Saturday now and Katie had decided to delay going back home, booking a couple more nights at a hotel now mercifully bereft of journalists and financiers. After all the compulsory socialising of the past few days she badly wanted time alone.Heading out of the hotel, she decided to make for a coastal path leading up into rolling green hills. It took her only a minute or two to realise that she was overdressed, even though it was early November and the temperature was in the mid to high. ” She said night and her IM clicked off.Being honest I was in a bit of a quandary. I had never cheated on my wife in reality before and though cybering online was good fun as was phone sex it was more just a way of releasing my higher libido. At 3am I decided I would slip out in the morning as I usually did and call for a coffee on the way to the pool. I mean having a coffee with someone isn’t really cheating atleast that’s how I rationalised it.I was like a youngster on his first date as I.