As my breathing becomes more normally he takes me and has me stand, with my hands on the table to hold me up I stay still but I hear something but not...sure what it is. Then it dawns on me he is undressing himself, I hear the shoes and pants being removed and then his top covers make rustling sounds. Although blindfolded I’ve heard Paul undress in the dark enough to know that the burglar is now standing somewhere near me totally naked. He steps next to me and takes my hand and puts it on his now. When I unwittingly called you "Master" beforemy own parents it was the last straw. My mother looked from me to you at first with shock and disbelief that slowlyturned to a bemused smile. I flushed with embarrassment; I could feel yourrising anger without even looking at you. My father barely noticed; thinking,no doubt it was a rare case of sarcasm on my part. When we arrived home that dreadful evening you vented your pent-up anger.You tied me face down on the bed and you thoroughly punished my. I came out of the bathroom in my sexy red teddy with the snap in the crotch. He laid me down on my bed and fondled me and licked my swollen clit. I begged him to fuck me after a short while of this. He said he couldn't but he would like to tie me down. I said anything my baby wanted I wanted him to have it. My full size bed had a head and footboard so he tied me with some crazy feeling velvet rope that he had brought from some sex shop. He spread me wide in spreadeagle fashion and placed two. It was like we were doing these lust hugs often but she always pretended like it was friendly.I even remember turning her around and hugging her from behind. Pushing my dick over her ass over the clothes. I also pushed her hair away and held her neck with arms. Pulled her head back and felt the smell of her face while the other hand was hugging her around her hips.We started sneaking into lonely places in college doing this. But no kisses. I even removed her shawl once saying it’s disturbing.