He’s crying out from each one and I can see the welts along with the spots where the buckle has started to bruise. I get grabbed hard and pulled off...balance as I try to bring another blow down, I get my balance and find myself staring down Kori who as put herself in between Greg and I. Most of my friends are now in a circle around me with their hands up and I’m looking around with more rage than I’ve felt in a long time. “Guy you need to stop, you’ve done enough and we need to leave,” Kori says. I'm sure my husband was doing the same thing with the women! As our visits became an annual event, I became slightly more daring, wearing tiny string bikini bottoms and going topless. It was always exciting for me to prepare my outfit for upcoming visits. This year I was very excited about my outfit. I was going topless, of course, but this year I had purchased a tiny, purple thong bottom that only covered my pussy with a very tiny, flimsy patch of material. When we arrived and set up our spot,. I walked out of the bathroom when I was done changing and he had me kneel in front of his sofa where he bound my wrists with rope that was tied behind the sofa. He then took out a riding crop and started to spank me with that until he got my ass bare. Then he spanked me some more with the crop then started with a paddle (was a ping pong paddle but it worked) After switching back and forth between the two he asked if I had a preference and I told him the paddle and he can spank me a little. My cock was sticking out of my pants and I had the dildo in my hand. I put it in my mouth again and looked in the mirror. It was a strange sight, that looked back out at me. I was sucking a dick, or at least a realistic version of one. I sat back down amidst the toys and looked at them all again.I put them all back except for the slightly smaller anal dildo and rearranged mom's bras on top. When I was satisfied that they looked as they had before I started I shut the drawer. It groaned shut and.