I held my breath waiting for this goddess to collapse in laughter at the sight. "In fact, I still need to..." she finished. "Go ahead, there's a bathr...om..." I waved my hand across the basement, to where the powder room sat in the opposite corner. "I'll be in the shower, so you can have privacy. Besides, as long as no cat follows, you can always close the door." "But what if it follows?" she asked, for the first time moving, but not toward the bathroom. She was stepping toward the laundry room,. " "How can you love me like this?" he asks. "Darling this is the only way I can love you. And it will get even better if you agree to what I say." "But I'm scared I'll become impotent." "Of course you'll become impotent. I want you to become impotent. There is nothing sexier than a cute hairless little limp cock." "But what about our sex life?" "There are other ways to have sex besides penetration silly," she said. "At least penetrating me." She laughed and continued moving the dildo in and. Then nothing. She waited. She heard the swoosh as the leather swept through the air and the crack as the leather made contact with the right cheek.She gasped, but did not cry out. She tensed as she waited for the next stroke. The sting on her arse cheek was slowly spreading, a warm pleasant feeling.Crack, sharp intake breath, then another, and another. Chris was switching from left cheek to right cheek, moving from top to bottom never hitting the same part of her arse twice. The pain was. He neglected to tell her that Max's...condition was worse than she had been originally told until right before they entered the building, hence her anger. "Uhm, hi mom," said Max, sitting on two hospital beds she had pushed together. Since no one else was ever in the infirmary, she had converted into a sort of pseudo-bedroom. She was reading a series of pamphlets that Zerotech gave to all potential employees. Some were on things like employee benefits and retirement stuff, but some were more.