As I am fucking her ass I am grabbing and slapping her cheeks. Harder and harder with each smack. Soon her ass was red all over. "I love how you spank...me but I hate to ask but can you please pound my pussy too?" She asked"Nope. Just ass tonight and if you ask again you'll be punished" I reply She didn't reply, just moaned louder and louder. "Jesus this feels great" she tells me "I just can't stop cumming, it's starting to hurt but god it feels so good" she also says I reached over, lifted her. ‘It does feel a little strange, though.’ We walked through to the lounge, and Tim poured us both a drink, this time from a glass decanter. I sipped hesitantly. ‘Gosh, this seems stronger than the wine.’ He grinned. ‘Yes – don’t swallow it all at once.’ I sat down in my usual chair, and Tim settled into the sofa opposite. ‘Do you know how long you’ll stay?’ he asked after a moment. ‘Will you get a – I was going to say, phone call, to say I don’t need you any more?’ I shook my head. ‘I told the. The spreader bar between my anklesheld me fast, as did the cuffs locked to the middle of the bar for my wrists.With arms stretched down my front and between my legs, I could hardly move,leaving my ass prominently displayed in the air like a Thanksgiving pig ona platter. The short chain that locked my collar to her closet floor did verylittle as escape was impossible. To add insult to injury, the strap holdingmy head back, snaked it's way between my buttocks, almost cutting me in halfbefore. However, she always knew what she was being punished for and she always recognizes that if she is receiving discipline, then it is because she truly deserves it.The first rule, and really the most important one, was to always tell him the truth, no matter whether it was about her actions, feelings, or her thoughts. She was doing this out of her own free will; she was doing this because she needed it as much as he did. This meant that, as the saying goes, the truth would set her free.Rule two.