“You go ahead, dear. I need to have a shower to rinse off the salt.” “Is that a new bathing suit? I don’t think I’ve seen it before.”“I ...ought it before we left; I figured it was good for both swimming and lying out. Do you like it?”“It’s kind-of revealing, don’t you think?”“I like it because it is a bit risque. What’s wrong with showing off a bit.”“You’re a bit old for that kind of thing.”Marion stormed into the shower, peeling off her suit and slamming the door at about the same time as she. Normally I might only use pussy juice as a natural lubricant, but since this plug is a little bigger, and unbeknownst to her will be inside her longer than normal, I add some extra lube. After all, I am her master, her abuser, her tormentor… but I am also a gentleman. I slowly spread some of the lube on the outer edge of her tight anus, teasing the nerve endings and causing her to squirm. And then I begin to push my finger inside her again. At first I feel her asshole pucker tightly against. I did not move and stared in his eyes.“Just for fun. You have a boyfriend and I am married but I can work wonders for your career,” he said as now his hand rested against my knees from under the table. He squeezed it hard. “Sir this is against business ethics,”“I am not forcing you just telling you there is an option and it might do your career good,” he said and rubbed my thighs with his hands. I took a decision then. Rohit was out for 3 months on a business tour. During that time if I could. The strikes were light and gentle, but the effect was cumulative. My tits started to redden from the contact and slight sting of the leather thongs. My nipples hardened. My areolae wrinkled and became dotted with random bumps. In addition, my upper chest and neck began to flush from my growing arousal.The uncertainty of what was going to happen, combined with my helplessness, aroused me more than I would have imagined. The same appeared to be true for my husband as well. We watched each other.