?It is if you’re a masochist,? Anastasia says and I have to admit, she has me there. ?They’re simply used by our more?sadistic mistresses as whip...ing boys. As I said, nothing is too extreme. We have a trauma medic who lives in house. She’s not a sadist; she’s into?other things, but she’ll patch up a pain slave so he can be strapped to a rack again. And finally?there are the fuck slaves. And that’s just what it sounds like too. They’re the best of the best. The best looking, the biggest. If she can't cum, You can't cum yet!” Pouting she went over to the tool table, came back with several items and set them on the floor. Next she moved one of the electronic contraptions next to Christina. First she played with the switches on the electronic device. Nothing happened. She opened the side panel and played around inside. When she closed the panel the machine hummed to life. Did I mention that at 26 she was on schedule to finish her degree in Electrical Engineering in only 4 more. "Urgggghhhh" she moaned "That's it. Give it to me hard. Fuck me hard".Up and down I thrust each time prompting a deep moan from the wife. A conversation or sorts was played out in a between a mixture of panting, moans, grunts and expletives as pounded my beautiful wife in this secluded part of the Scottish countryside."You like it hard don't you? Such a dirty girl?"."Your dirty girl. Harder babe....ohhhh that's it.....awwwwwww...fuck that's it. That's it!!!!". I was aggressively pummelling her,. Was this wild, raging desire to be abused and degraded and forced to perform those deviant sexual things about to turn Johnny from her, too? Why did she have to be forced into doing those things? Why couldn't she be like other women, like other mothers? Why couldn't she be turned on in the so-called proper way? What was this driving need to be made to do those things? Judy knew that if she wasn't forced, wasn't told to do them, sex was no fun for her.Judy drove into the long lane leading up to.