“It’s been so long. Since anyone has said those things to me. My husband never says anything nice about me. I forgot how turned on I can be. Ever ...ince I saw you last week. The first night….I I I I…” she moaned. “Did you play with yourself?” I said into her left ear. She moaned again. “Yes! I was still wearing my matching blue bra and thong, from under my business suit. I saw someone was in my room yesterday and took them out,” she moaned. She was now rubbing her ass on my cock. Only the thin. V. as I always do but my Mother stopped me and asked me to eat with her in the kitchen, and so I did.We talked about everything and nothing, it was quite boring for the most part but the whole time I couldn't stop thinking about what I heard earlier that day and what I did as a consequence. And maybe I was being paranoid, but I couldn't shake the idea that she knew I was listening in, just by the way she acted, and touched me and smiled at me and laughed at my every joke, it was quite. I knew she was going and if she was going to try anything it would be when i was there to see it, she always told me she didn't want to have sex with any other person but me. So i was talking with a black guy who is about 44 years old and good looking guy ( i would have had sex with him that good ) we exchanges many emails back and forth over a 4 week time frame to set it up so he could get to met her and try to get in her pants.i sent him both face pics and body pics along with. I staggeredin and collapsed. Mike permitted me fifteen minutes, then demanded I come outon my hands and knees. I complied, and honestly don?t think I?d have been ableto walk anyway.Mike locked me in the pillory.After the rack it was actually comfortable. On the rack he had concentrated onmy breasts but now he went after my bottom. He started by spanking me with hisbare hands. He was big for a fifteen year old, and strong. His slaps on my butthurt.He moved up to a small paddle, thena larger one,.