”When he’d taken the whip from her mouth, she said “Master.” He just looked at her. Finally, he gestured for her to rise. She walked to the po...t and he tied her with her belly to the post. Her hands were over her head and her legs were to each side.“Count,” He said as always. The first stroke of that whip, though, was high on her back. She screamed. It hurt worse than the crop ever had until the last blow. “Count,” He said and lashed her across the same place. “I won’t lower the place where the. )Richard (Turning to his wife.): Baby, what do you mean? You have one every time we make love.Robin: Are you really that dumb? You can't tell I'm faking it? I was looking at my watch last night. You know 31 seconds just ain't gonna do it.Richard: But the moans, the screams?Robin: I was screaming for it to end you moron.(Camera pans to Peter, the host.)Peter: Uh, uh hum. The next question is for Sam. Sam, we asked your wife if she has been faithful. Has your wife been faithful? Sam.(Camera pans. "Spread your legs, girl."Her breath caught with the idea of opening herself to this man. She was sopping already. She could feel her juices drenching her panties and trickling between the firm cheeks of her ass. She considered resisting his command and shaking her head but he had been stern with her before. He had wet his hand between her legs and spread the wetness across her upturned ass and spanked her. The moisture had made it sting more and the sound, that lovely wet sound, wrung in her. Then we could share if we thought it wise.”I nodded and squeezed Diana’s hand. At some point during the walk home we started to happily swing our arms in time with our strides.We sat on the couch and did rock paper scissors to decide whose recording to watch first. I won and went first. Diana left the room and went to our bedroom and closed the door. The recording had been made before Sasha began to feel and look sick. Her face was still beautiful and as I watched her tell me to move on and.