Skydiving, bungee jumping, black diamond skier, the closer to death she was the more alive she felt. She tried to cut back after she married and had c...ildren, but eventually she gave in and just hid it from them. When she was approached from some very powerful men with less than respectable professions to do some work, she jumped in wholeheartedly. Most were educated, urbane, well mannered. But the aura of power was like an aphrodisiac, and soon she was sharing a bed with several. Her husband. I took a sip. It sure wasn’t cold anymore! She pulled out the pick with 2 olives on it. She pulled one off and told me, baby, that’s round one. She climbed over me and picked up my lighter and cigar. I rolled out of bed and put my cigar in my mouth. I got the robe off the floor and put it on and she went and got one for herself- sexy and short. I went out on the balcony and lit up my cigar while she went in the kitchen and made us a couple fresh drinks.My dick was standing up the whole. We continued like this for some time, and her phone rang.Her son was crying to meet her, and we had to leave immediately. So nothing much happened that day. We left without speaking any word to each other. I dropped her at her parents’ place and left for home.For a few days, we did not message each other. Suddenly, I saw a message on my WhatsApp from her, and it was a nude image of her. She said that let’s meet and take this to the next level as we both were craving sex. She said that her. I know it is silly, but, although I had deliberately created the situation, I was already starting to cry quietly for having so annoyed him. I got the beating I had asked for. Without a word he took me over to the bedroom door and cuffing my hands, hooked the cuffs over the hook for his dressing gown. He took the tawse and started to whip me across the shoulder blades. One or two of the swipes went under my armpit, and I could feel the tawse wrap its two tails around my right breast with a.