You know your place in the presence of any woman.” Martha sighed audibly as she watched a male cower at her feet and kiss them willingly for the fir...t time, put to the task by the command of a woman, and worshipping her feet with genuine reverence to the superiority of her own feminine dominance. The sheer pleasure it generated in her feeling of spiteful power over him, had her cunt ooze its juices to her gusset as she clenched the whip, her sexual euphoria rising with every pat of his lips to. She began to choke,so he let her go,and she started to spit all over the flor. -are you ok? -yea' I'm fine..ammm...wanna do something els?- she looked at him,and undressed her pussy n ass. She leaned forward opening the view to both pussy n ass. -Fuck yea!- he came to her,taking hold of her hair,and he put his cock that was wet from her lips in her tight asshole. She started screaming as in she had never done that. He began to comfort her by kissing her back saying it's going to be ok. she. 'The first woman whose knickers I removed by force was my English Mistress, ' I said, whacking the noble lady's tail again.'Of course, it was easier with a riding crop, ' I said hitting harder, 'and probably less painful for her.' I began to get into a rhythm landing a blow every ten seconds or so. I tried to make each stroke a little bit harder than the one before.She was tough. Red weals started to mark the pink smoothness of her upper class bum. At last she began to flinch before the cane. " Holy shit! I could not believe my awesome, loving wife could embrace the idea of being such a major slut! I was even more in love with her after that honest conversation. Not that I believed she would actually go through with any of those fantasies. The fact that it turned her on enough to think she might go through with it was hot enough. After that night things got pretty steamy in the bedroom. We talked about our fantasies all the time and even added to them. She seemed to love the idea of.