A dozen strokes, none of which were skin breaking followed. Suddenly he threw down the whip and fetched the cane. He moved position, caught up the ca...e and knowing what was next she whimpered. With a swish the whippy cane struck home, a line across the both cheeks leaving a red line and jerking her body on its rope suspension. Thwack, the second strike, tears ran, a dozen stripes all parallel, and close had her crying hard and desperately trying to keep from screaming. He disguarded the cane,. Instead of putting my mouth on her though, I moved back down her legs. I started with the ankle on the other leg, and began flicking my tongue back up towards her pussy. This time when I got there, I began gently licking (with just the tip of my tongue) from her hole up to her clit. She was so wet. She put her hands in my hair and was pushing my face into her crotch. I licked and sucked and teased her pussy with my tongue, and was just getting ready to start fingering her when my husband told. "Oh, Ohhhhhh oh please." Yes you are just a little sissy trying to get more dick inside you don'tyou?" I try not to listen but I feel myself start to push into his hardcock feeling it going deeper inside me. "Ohhhhhh," I moan softly whilesmiling. "Now sweetie if you want to go back to your normal self tomorrowyou are going to have to do everything I do in my normal day okaysweetie? That means I am the man now and you are the wife."I feel him start to lower himself a little, as more of his hard. It's literally pouring out of my mouth as he slides out. In my life, Ican't recall making this much spit. But, it's not really spit, is it?It's thicker. Maybe my mind is playing tricks. Just like how I can'tmove my lower jaw again. It's slacking open on its own like earlier.My whole mouth and throat seem to feel the effects as the only motionsthat I can consciously make are flexes within. But it fits so supremelyaround my prize. If I wasn't on such a high, I'd probably go have itchecked.