Tom’s collection of whips was quite impressive. Tom immediately ordered me to strip and lay on my stomach on the table. I knew right then that I was...in for a good beating. Don rubbed my body occasionally slapping my ass and saying “time for your punishment, you cheating wimp”. Don was right I was a wimp, I loved these sessions, and I think sometimes I fucked around on him just to be punished for my transgressions. Don and Tom each grabbed an arm and then a leg and tied me with ropes to the. We lay still for a brief but perfect moment, catching our breath. Letting the rush flow free and true. Her beautiful naked body on top of my clothed embarrassment.All went quiet. All was calm. With one big sigh. Steph got up."W-w... What the fuck was that Steph?" There was no reply."That was amazing". "Why?" I asked. Steph looked at me, as she stood up. She could barely hold her balance she was still shaking through to her core. The look wasn't pleasure, or delight. It was disgust. Was she. Meet me at a public place so I can see exactly who you are and we'll decide from there. Saturday afternoon 4pm, The Cafe in the Botanical Gardens. I'll need to know how to recognize you." Don't worry, I know what you look like" I replied. "How?" I catch your bus sometimes and I followed you home." Well done you. I'm impressed. What other skills do you have?" You'll have to wait and see" I replied.Saturday rolled around and i hadn't even looked at my collection for several days, not sure how I. The door closed and he heard Angel's voice."Paul; Paul, where are you?" Here in the living room," he replied.He heard her footsteps as she walked across the kitchen, down the hall and entered into the room. She had showered and changed into her usual working attire: an Angel Heaven tee-shirt, boot-cut jeans, and her western boots. She walked over to where he was sitting, leaned over and kissed him gently on the lips.Eying the half empty glass she softly said, "That shook you up quite a bit.