Place your clothes inside the drawer.?Chelsea was worried about permanently losing her clothes, but she knew she really had no choice. The drawer slid...into the wall with a sigh. A few moments later, it opened again to reveal a contraption unlike anything she had ever seen before. It had a long hose leading into a half-gallon measuring pitcher. It had an interesting attachment at the other end. It looked like clear plastic jelly and she couldn’t figure out what it could be for. She was hoping. I carried on working and over the next two hours I wondered what was happening at home. Was she not contacting me because she was busy with Chris’s cock inside her, or was she too embarrassed to tell me that Chris wasn’t interested. I couldn’t wait any longer and made my excuse at work to leave the building. I went and sat in my car and used my phone to access the feed from the hidden cam that I had left in both bedrooms. The good news was that our bedroom was empty so that rule hadn’t been. She silently came and stood behind me then told me to remove my dress I was about to turn a strong slap with leather belt on my back,tears started to roll pain was unbearable I slept on floor crying then again two slaps on legs and back I was totally in pain never in my life anyone hit me it was first time someone was hitting me I understood it was my first bdsm. She then held my hair a pulled me to some far she again shouted to remove my dress I obeyed removed all my dress.. She stood some far. I really shouldn't have worn high heels, but I did, andit does help with the dominatrix look. I see a car pass and the lights almost shine into the alley as it parks. I crouch down a bit. The lights go out. I hear a double horn, and thena single car door slams. The person, I assume, presses a button on akeychain, because the car makes a noise-beep in such a way that the car isalarmed. It takes a few moments, but I hear footsteps coming down the alley, butthere is no longer any light. I'm.