Everyone was asking me questions . Women were asking me how I enjoyed the town so far and a lot of the guys and dads were asking how Mal was and if sh...’s bored while I work and k**s were asking if we had toys . It was nice to be welcomed into the town . Had to breaks k**s hearts though and tell them we don’t have k**s yet so we don’t have toys . It was all good work but busy days until I had to go to the counter protest . Mal has been working hard too . It’s the most tired I’ve ever seen. ?Corporal punishment!... The highest bidder will be allowed to let her bare butt taste the crop by your own hand!? Leaning, whispering toward her ear he orders. ?Twist girl? Show that ass and wiggle it out there for them all to see!? Turning, twisting her head sideways as she again grips the rail, she follows his orders, her legs spread, her hips flexing as she slowly squats. The constant buzz of the group expands as the vocal bids instantly mount appreciatively, even as fewer. Firstly, I've had a sub streak since I was young, but only experienced domination when I was about 20. The names have been changed and what was said exactly is as accurate as my 50+ year old memory can manage!I had joined an accountancy office after college and began studying for qualifications. The office was run by a middle aged (50 ish?) lady who had a curvy figure, short dark hair and really good legs! This brought out my existing leg and heels fetish, particularly because she always wore. I don’t…I should never have done that” I pulled her to me and kissed her hard, my tongue gliding slowly and lightly over her pouty lower lip, eliciting a gasp from her. I smiled against her lips and felt her pull me tighter against her. Her tongue slipped between my lips and slowly starting exploring my mouth, her tongue soon duelling with mine for dominance. She slowly pushed me backwards onto the bed, straddling my waist, her hands falling either side of my head as she kissed me hard. I.