” “Do you agree you deserve to be spanked?” “I do, Sharon. I know I deserve the spanking. I am so sorry.” I knew that she was right. I was a...ologising to her before I knew it, really meaning the apology and not just saying it. Like always I was regretting what it was that earned me the spanking and promised all sorts of things that we both knew I wouldn’t keep to; all before bending across her lap and coming eye to eye with the floor once again. “Get across my lap,” Sharon ordered. I knew it. "You know I hate to lie but, damn, that felt good. The look on her face was priceless."Although my exercise in humiliating the FBI brought me a certain amount of satisfaction, it did not get Janet back. I knew going in that it wouldn't.She did call me a few days later to tell me that she had gotten a formal apology — from Whitney Danvers herself — along with assurances that, as far as the FBI could prove, my business activities were entirely legal. Of course, Janet knew that they weren't so the. Fi moaned every time I did this. I wrapped my arms around her and started to fuck her hard; suddenly I felt her squirt all over my cock. She moaned out loud, “Fuck, I’m cumming.” I kept stroking in and out of her fucking her for all I was worth. I made her cum three or four more times until she was begging me to cum in her.As she begged me to cum, I felt my cum rising up my shaft, and I shot three or four large spurts of cum into her pussy. Fi completely collapsed against me and we fell asleep. This would really get you excited, - especially as you can't see what I am going to do next, - the suspense will be dramatic for you. Then I will simply stand there watching you all tied up, and wait until I am ready for the next move.I would then tie your hands up over your head, and ever so slowly begin to undress you piece by piece. First the blouse you are wearing, - I would cut that off your arms, - so don't wear anything expensive. Then I would unfasten the clasp of your bra, and let your.