He turns around so she’s facing the chair. “Bend over” he mutters stroking her hair. She does as she’s told. “now arms on the arms of the ch...ir” again she obeys. Quick as a flash he ties her wrists to the chair, pulls her legs apart and ties her ankles to the legs of the chair. “mmm my good girl” he says with a delicious purr. He rips her blouse open, caresses her breasts and lifts up her mini skirt before grabbing hold of the brand new paddle. He runs the handle down her skin sending a shiver. 'I turned to look at her. 'A big improvement on the more famous version,' I said.'You're kidding,' she said sounding shocked.'No doubt,' I replied.I handed her the coffee and I sat down in the chair. 'OK! I'm all ears.'She then proceeded to tell me her story. It seemed that Grant, her husband, and she had gone out a few times with no real inclination for anything else. They'd got drunk a few times, screwed a few times and everything was OK. That was until she found herself pregnant. Grant said. The power of fishnets, eh?" Isabel said,smiling at me knowingly and passing me a pair of fishnet stockings thatshe had bought for me. "Well, then our son was quite happy to put on ahalf slip and the red shoulderless dress you found him in and become ourdaughter Clara. Then Gemma got home from school and squealed withdelight at the sight of her new sister and insisted on showing her howto put on makeup and then found a wig for her. After that I telephonedSam's mother and said that Clark wanted. Now you will suck the life of God through me.” She hugged his thighs and remained kneeling before him as his cock slid in and out of her mouth and she revelled in the feelings it gave her as she sucked hard on him and licked the length of this marvellous cock of his and as she did so, she began to realise what she might be missing as a servant of the Lord. It was then that she felt the warmth ooze out between her legs, soaking her underwear, and she realised this was the same warm wet feelings.