He said that was impossible because be had this whole motel booked for a year.We argued with him for about 10 minutes and then he finally stood up and...said "are you going to strip or am I going to have to get one of these men to ripe you clothes off for you. By this time my wife was crying uncontrollably I tried to calm her down she just kept asking him why he was dong this. The biker only said he was protecting himself. The biker who we later found out was named Rick reached over and pushed me. Finally she pinched one of my nipples quite hard and said ?I asked you a question?. I finally answered almost without thinking that I had. She let go of my nipple and simply said ?I see?. She stood up and very calmly said ?well I think it is time for you to be punished then?. ?Pull up your panties and go to the bedroom and put on your bra and my long green skirt, and the white blouse that we bought for you. I simply answered ?yes Ma’am? and went to the bedroom. I still could not figure out how. These little games she played went on all through high school, until about the summer before senior year where things got a bit more hands on. It all started when I was over during the summer Steven wasn’t home, but Janice invited me in to stay anyway. She was dressed in the skimpiest bikini had ever seen and she invited me to go to the pool with her. At the pool, was the first time I got to see her in her full naked glory. She had asked my to put sunblock on her and of course I agree to help.. “How many strokes with the belt?” he asked the video crowd. “This is her first ass whipping so I think 20 is fair. Count them out loud, guys.” I felt the first stinging slap of the leather. I was shocked at how much it hurt. The next blow stung across the same area and it burned too, but I thought that maybe it wouldn't be so bad. I could hear the video chat guys laughing and counting. They were telling him to make the next one hurt. The third one hit the same spot as the first and I nearly.