I moved my hands from her toned calves to her upper thighs. With a, “Uuuuuuuuuum,” Barbara spread her legs a little wider, letting me see up her ...kirt at her pretty blue lace panties. I tried to move my hand on up under her skirt but she moved it away and said, “Keep it on my legs…no higher." I silently agreed to her request, after all it was really all about her feet and legs anyways. These legs that I’d looked at so many times and fantasized about doing the very thing I was now engaged in.. "I looked at her as her face reddened. "But you're married, there's dad." I'm not comfortable talking about this," she stood up, "not with you. It's not right."She walked out again. But, at least, I realized, not out of anger at me. Maybe, I sighed, this wouldn't be the end of my life. And after a few minutes she was back again, holding a small pile of clothes. "I suppose this is better than your getting a girl pregnant or getting some disease," she whispered putting them on the bed next. We both were badly longing to kiss but we never found a spot. She was even more longing for that. I was able to see that in her eyes.Then I thought about the staircase there because people hardly use stairs in the mall. But, to our bad luck, there were people loading some things into the mall through the stairs. So it didn’t work out either.Then we decided to go to some movie as we decided earlier. But since we didn’t do any prior reservations, almost all the screens were full.We were not able. In my presence you will only crawl with your forehead touching the ground. Is that clear?” I nodded and had tears in my eyes, because of the blow, but also of the humiliation. She removed the gag in one quick jerk and said “Kiss my boots!” and I quickly started kissing and licking her black riding boots. “Ass up when you worship me!” And then I got it: blow after blow of Her riding crop on my ass. “This is to remind you of what You are and who is control!” I lost count and could only think of.