Judging by the way Allison and Myra’s toy collection had grown since my last visit, they certainly had all the materials to do the job properly… a...d anything else I think of. I didn’t even know what some of the newer sex toys were even used for! If I really understood things correctly, this was the situation. Since the start of Allison’s final bit of road to full recovery, Myra had begun to redirect some of their latest efforts to effecting some sort of a treatment for herself. She had. Her face was that of a woman in her twenties yet Johann had the impression of ages of sorrow and suffering."Who are you, Rapunzel?" That at least is different," Rapunzel said. "The others asked why I was a prisoner. My answer to them was that I am a prisoner by my own choice. To you I say 'I am Euryale's daughter'." I'm sorry, Rapunzel. I have never heard of Euryale. Should I have?" It doesn't matter, Johann. Let me check. I have told that I am a prisoner by my own choice, that I am Euryale's. He takes a good swing and hits me hard with it. Again the tears form but this time fall and I am having problems breathing because the pain was so excruciating. I am praying he does not use it on me again, I don't think I can handle another blow. He doesn't, and the bar owner says he is shocked that I did not scream out in pain. I ask Master if I may use the bathroom and he replies that I can when I am finished with my cigarette. I finish and head to the bathroom, looking into the mirror I. .But a long tender and comforting caress from my hand on her freshly bared bottom, makes her 'no, no, no's' gently fade away...until they've petered out completely.Oh my God, John just bared your Wife's arse, right there in front you and you didn't even flinch. It was electrifying to see your Wife's bare bottom over a stranger's knee, totally exposed and so deliciously vulnerable, with her freshly juiced honey pot, peeking out shamelessly below her creamy marshmallow cheeks.I'm now spanking.
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