Dropping my head into the sink in a submissive manner I opened my legs for an unobtrussive access into my vagina, finally raising myself up onto my ti...toes in an ass-up position ready for penetration. Horse riding does the most wonderful thing to your vaginal muscles, it hardens and conditions them, makes them tighter and more efficient at gripping, as the whole exercise of riding, even on saddles, is about gripping with your thighs, so when I say he came into me, dead centre, he actually just. I did not loosen the grip on her.She looked in my eyes and rose on her toes to kiss on my cheeks. She had started breathing heavily. Her face was flush and red. My dick was almost at full length and very hard now. I did not expect the kiss coming but it was a surprise. I smiled and released my hold. But she pushed back my hands and on her back and she again kissed me this time on my lips and she held me firmly. After the initial passiveness. I started to respond and kissed her back. For some. Shocked, the man obeyed, shaking slightly. It sounded slightly like his girlfriend but with the soft cloth covering his head he could not be sure.He felt hands on his chest, unbuttoning his shirt and pulling the sleeves from his arms. His hands were pulled roughly behind him and he felt the cool caress of steel encompass his wrists. The click as the handcuffs were locked woke his sluggish senses as he realised he was a prisoner. The soft silk that covered his eyes was tightened and a hand. ‘Mrs Lonsdale – Sarah – Have you yourself ever experienced corporal punishment?’I paused.‘No, I haven’t,’ I admitted.‘Then you won’t understand. To fully appreciate corporal punishment, you need to experience it!’‘I hope you’re not suggesting I should be caned?’ I said it partly in jest, partly indignantly.‘Mrs Lonsdale…?’ It was the other one – Sheila, I think she was called. I was good with names.‘Yes, Sheila?’‘I prefer Mrs Vero, if you don’t mind…’‘Oh – of course – Mrs Vero.’ Putting me in.