She felt them stiffen from the excitement. When he did brush her nipples, she felt a spasm of electricity course through her.Naomi's tongue was explor...ng every part of her lips now. It moved along one side of her clit then the other. It was pressing against the stiff shaft and then she felt the very tip flick against the tip. Her hips bucked up and she had to have more of Naomi's talented tongue. With her hands she urged Naomi closer.Kyle's tongue was now moving to join his fingers. It slowly. "OHHH!" she heard the young man exclaim. She had heard a similar litany of pain many, many times before, and she would hear it many times again. She knew that she would never tire of it. Each one was a little different, but they all had the common thread of forced submission. She liked it best when they become aware of the inevitability of the punishment, and their absolute vulnerability. She parted her lips slightly, drew back the cane and placed another white-hot weal on the bared bottom. Taking from his pocket the new collar he’d bought for this occasion, he looked at it ruefully before stooping and buckling it about his dog’s neck, for dogs, goats and women must never be allowed to run uncollared. Then they walked back to the farmhouse, hand in hand. CHAPTER THREE The wedding was to be on Lady Day, which proved to be sunny and fair. By now Elizabeth had despatched her father to live with some cousins of her husband’s family, and the old. “You had better learn to treat me with more respect. You are not the one who sets the rules around here, do you understand? Stephanie started to shout at the bewildered man. “You’re the faggot who likes to stick his little cock up other men’s assholes. What do you think will happen if your precious little wife were to find out about your little secret? Do you think for even a second that she would forgive you? What would your family say? What would your employer and co-workers say?” Stephanie.