Another two quick strikes from the flogger without any slowing on the attack on my exposed pussy informed me of her displeasure and I blurted out ‘...o Miss’ . That was met by three quick strikes . I gasped again and quickly modified my answer to ‘No Mistress’. The speed and power of next next four strikes made me forget the pleasure her other hand was providing. ‘No Mistress Marsha, you did not allow your cunt to move!’ I howled in pain. ‘Good cunt ‘ and a continued exploration of me was her. Since I couldn't do anything until I got the Sprint back, I slept in. After I was completely slept out, I stayed in the bed anyway. I did answer my phone when it rang. The call was from the Honda dealer. My bike was ready for pickup.Since the Tomos was ready an hour earlier than I expected, I told the office that I would be back in time for the 1PM checkout. I had not planned to travel that day but I thought I might just get the hell out of Austin at least. Even twenty miles should get me out. My first walk down the road to being unfaithful, not that I consider myself in those terms for I'm only doing what my Husband wishes. We were at a party, I was wearing a very daring halter style dress that my Husband had just bought me and insisted I wore. To wear it in mixed company had required a bit of Dutch courage even before we had left home and a lot more later on too; to say I was drunk would be an accurate description. My Husband is not the greatest of dancers, so after a few numbers. He repositioned his hands, one on my shoulder and the other on the small of my back. He pounded me furiously and it started to burn. He pushed down on my back and yanked on my shoulder as he thrust his big cock over and over in my ass. It really hurt now, but the pain felt amazing. “Yes! Just like that. Destroy my ass!” I cried as I buried my face in the bed and clenched the sheets with my hands. Plunge after plunge his thick cock penetrated me and my dick rubbed on the bed with every thrust. I.