.. my... GOD!" Claire tried to moan.With this new position, it looked like Charlie had bottomed out with at least two inches to go. Panting hard, Clai...e whispered, "Don't stop there... Charlie. I... ugh... want all of it." This was almost too much to hear. First, I had no idea how her little pussy was handling this cock of Charlie's. Second, the idea that she would ask him to figure out how to slam two more inches into her body when her body was clearly saying "no" was amazing. My wife was. Would you like to know what is going to happen?"I tried to speak but saliva dribbled out of my mouth and only a croak came. The nightmare had come true. I was a living toy and would be broken deliberately. Somehow though it seemed right to be the chattel of this proud mistress of pain and pleasure. Living through her plans for me would help me to please her and to me that was more important than anything else.She was more important than anything else..."Good," she said. "Then I'll tell you.. Now, lie face down across my lap and tuck in your arms.” “Why? Were you unpleased with dinner?”“Dinner was a pleasant and delicious surprise. You’re about to get spanked for not wearing the dress I told you to wear before leaving for work.”“I’m sorry, it won’t happen again. Though, aren’t you pleased with what I’m wearing?” she said in a very seductive, yet teasing tone.“I’m very pleased with what you’re wearing, though you know it’s inappropriate to wear when we sit down to eat.”“I’m sorry, it. I had not bothered to book a stall as I hadn't been certain of our return from holiday. Lucy had, so we were up early; as this was a Sunday morning the 'we' obviously excluded my teen.We had decided that I would help Lucy with her stand; for this 'we' read Lucy.It turned out to be a good idea. I learned a lot more about Lucy, specifically her wood turning skills and her sales ability. She seemed to know just what to say to each person rather than using an impersonal script approach. It also.