Although we are not into pain, he explained that punishment would be a necessary part of my submissive training, but that he was not a sadist and that...punishment would sting more than hurt and he would not exceed my limits. At this point, Master instructed my husband and I to sit over in some chairs that he had against the wall. He told hubby to put his arms behind his back and into the restraints tied to the chair. The two friends then secured hubby to the chair. Once secured to the chair,. I varied my pace, going faster then slower, over and over, driving him wild. I slid my lips up and down, along the length of his shaft and once I got used to it, I started taking him deeper into the back of my throat (although there were a few chocking coughs as I experimented; Oops). Shawn started moving his hips to meet my lips, driving his cock deeper into my mouth. My hand pumped eagerly at the base of his cock as I increased the pace of my movement. I was sucking him so hard my jaw was. Despite the fun I was having, the last remaining half hour seemed interminably long. Although I was doing my best to pass the time with my provocative, slutty and downright pornographic messages, the hands on the clock didn't move any faster.A quick glance at Dean's groin didn't help either. I saw a bulge growing in his trousers when he started reading my messages, but he'd obviously made some adjustments avoid embarrassing himself. Even so, I knew what to look for and soon noticed the. I then controlled myself and we concentrated on the work. After sometime the watchman brought us tea, and we paused for having it. Then he went away and we resumed our job.But I could not avoid drinking the beauty of her balls and butttocks. The warm feeling of her soft buttocks was still giving a tingling sensation in my hands and my erection was now at its peak. By now I had posted a huge bulge in front of my pant and I found that that she was noticing it by giving several looks at my middle..