"If she is insulted then she isn't the kind of woman I am looking for. The line works on the woman because that is why she is there in the first place... I don't mean she was looking for someone to have an affair with. She is married, happily or otherwise, but is at the point in her marriage where she is bored. So she goes out hoping that someone will make her feel special even if it's just for a few minutes. I try to make that few minutes last for months or years." Okay, after your opening line,. She was about my height and in phenomenal shape. Blonde, nearly white hair, her skin was so white it was nearly translucent. Her body was a bit curvier than my thin shape, but it was amazing. She was wearing a bright white leotard and a dancer’s skirt that almost seemed to glow under the lights. Just before the music started the next song, her eyes caught mine and she didn’t let me go.The music started, something with a very strong beat. It was impossible to stand still for either of us. I. She got up from the bed and stroked the mound in the front of his robes, then moved over to the whipping bench where she lay face down and closed her eyes. She was ready for anything, she thought."How about this one?" she asked."That is about right for a whipping," he remarked, "Shall I give you six more whip strokes?"Remembering the six painless strokes she had been given before, she whispered, "Yes please, very please, pretty please."Whish ... THWACK!The pain was all the greater for being. That day was one of those days, my Dad was in Germany (I later found out he was there to view the local women), my Mom was out with friends, and my brother and sister where at college. So when I came home from school I was alone in our house. By the time 2:00 PM had hit I was bored and decided to masturbate. I went and got my laptop that was stocked full of porn and started to wank. I didn’t bother to close the door because I wasn’t expecting anyone else to be home for several hours..