“No never” replied Susan “and I am worried I will disappoint him on our wedding night”. Martha put her arm around Susan shoulder. “So what d... you want to know love?” she asked. “Well I sort of know the mechanics of doing it but how do I please him?” Susan was now getting embarrassed. “Well honey” said Martha “men are easy to understand. They want us women to suck their cocks and then let them have their way”. “Oh yuck” exclaimed Susan “I couldn’t do that. It is so disgusting”. “Well there has. She slaps my arse,ordering me to raise it, so I wriggle my stocking clad legs up, stillbound, trying to tuck them beneath me. It's hard on the smooth silk ofthe sheet, and I'm struggling, when she releases the rope around myelbows."So slow bitch! Too slow!" she says, taking charge, manhandling my bodyuntil my ass is sticking up in the air, then she drags my bound wristsdown over my ass and down again till they rest on the inside of my knees."And slow slut's get punished!"I feel the stinging. There was just something about her having the perfect body and face to serve as a whipping post. Her waist was rather thin but there was just enough pale skin for begging to be marked with angry looking red welts. Tabitha had a gift (curse in her point of view) to bring out the sadist in anybody. She had been in abusive relationship after the other and now would live out that hell for the rest of her life. Three men were simultaneously fucking her in all her holes while playing with her tits. He told me she was a gagger and that perhaps I should try him and see how deep I can take it. So I got on my knees and took him in my mouth no problem sucking hard and pumping his cock with my mouth to the back of my throat.I was newly divorced after 20 years of marriage and the kids were already grown and out of the house. I was working long hours through the week and did not have much time on my hands to go to bars looking for some fun. So I decided to go online and test my waters a bit. I.