"Don't you want to see how good you were Jill?" Mike asked, smiling wickedly at me.He put on the one of me doing my striptease. It was very profession...lly filmed and edited. And there in front of us on his very large screen, I was prancing around in front of Ian, Dan and Terry. It's a very strange feeling seeing yourself, and I suppose I wasn't half bad.The looks Mike had captured on all of our faces were brilliant. We watched the whole thing, including the blow jobs at the end.We had been. He wouldn’t hurt me. I knew this, but watching his powerful stride back to me my head spun with the strength I knew he possessed. Laying his whip on the coffee table in front of us he out stretched his arms which almost covered the length of the couch and put his feet up on the table. Instinctively I set my glass down and curled up next to him. I knew he was getting into his zone. A character in which he took on whenever he wished to play this way with me. His eyes closed and he took a deep. He told her he would make her wait worth… The next few days were basically a repeat of the first day. Tyler showed up every afternoon to fuck my sweet wife’s hot cunt; just her cunt; he never tried to take her in the asshole…I had moved the teddy bear with the camera inside to our bedroom; knowing that they would be more comfortable at our marital bed…All next sexual meetings, were at our bedroom…But then one day, Tyler showed up bringing a friend with him.The new guy was in his late sixties.. If I could last 15 minutes each time, it would’nt be so bad. 48 lashes I’d endured before. Problem was that the first orgasm had made all my sexual parts raw and sensitive, the littlest touch was like torture but the kind that would end up making me explode some more. Mistress came back in the room, I was barely conscious and still twitching from the last wave of pleasure when she turned off the fucking machines.?Oh my! I think someone is about to get the whipping of her life. How many orgasms.