Almost involuntarily I jerked my hips upward as I watched her ovalled lips stretch around me. She gagged, pulled off, and looking at me sternly, said,...“You naughty, naughty boy! If you want more, just ask! Don’t take!” She returned to kissing and sucking on my cock as I sat their, trying not to do anything to make her stop. I reached down cupping her breasts, feeling the soft flesh give way as I squeezed them through her blouse. I don’t quite know how she did it, but, in a flash, she had taken. I was to count them for him and apologize to him after every stroke. After I had received 10 new red streaks on my ass I thanked him for setting me straight and I was allowed to sit beside him in the car, still without my skirt. I was allowed to pull it on just before I got out of the car as we pulled into our driveway. Once inside the house I begged him to allow me to suck his cock. I sucked it like an a****l, I was so hot from the treatment that I had received outside the mall. Master is so. When I got to the part about the dinner the previous evening she hissed and sucked in a big gulp of air."Wait!" she said sharply. "She did what?" She arranged for us to have dinner at her favorite restaurant and told me that she wanted a divorce because she found someone new. And she was already having sex with him," I said.Ms. Wilson stood up. "Have you ever cheated on her?" she asked and she leaned over and looked at me closely."Never, Ma'am," I said."Have you ever hit her?" she asked. "Okay. My moan broke the silence. "So does my dirty little girl want me to finger her pussy?" he asked in a harsh whisper. Goosebumps trailed across my body. I wanted to scream at him to fuck me. I wanted him inside me. His heat, his passion, anger, need. I wanted everything he ever held back from me. Shaking with absolute lust I whispered, "Yes." Pain and shock made me cry out. He had slapped my pussy with the same force he had my ass. He had never done that before. I had never even considered that.