I think it would be a good thing to give you the reader more details about my story if I go back in time to my first session alone with Dr. Judy.*****...OMMENTS BY DR. JUDY*****Before we go further with Mark's story, it is important for the reader to note that in my professional judgment, it was best for Mark to adjust to Sara's needs on her terms rather than her attempting to compromise toward his desires. Sara is an attractive and self assured woman, who knows she is sexually desirable to men. You either die by martial law for deserting or by fighting in a hopeless war, and you definitely can't run as fast with a useless chunk of iron weighing you down."Whoever holds a mace, I'll break your fucking arms!" a man shouts, "The armor is broken! The swords are broken! We can't use this shit, you idiots!"Fiddling with the blade, a distorted image eventually projects on it. Combined with clanks of metal and a voice, you conclude that the opposing army is collecting the spoils of this. She wasn’t leaving here with any of her battery powered, or manual, sex toys. She had what she was born with or could repurpose from around her house to distract her from the pain of her spanking.Best of all, she was a back sleeper. She might start spooned up to someone, sleeping along on her side, or even stomach, but always rolled to her back before finally going soundly to sleep for the night.I don’t like anyone getting paddled, much less paddling them myself, but Chrissy needed the attitude. A bitter gust fairly took my breath away as the car door slammedshut prompting me to grip the fur collar tightly around my throat withone hand and restrain my wildly flapping skirts with the other as Iscuttled as quickly as I dared towards the front door, startled andmomentarily blinded as my progress was suddenly spotlighted in thepowerful beam of our security light. In the shelter of the porch it wasstill extremely cold so I was loath to remove my black kid gloves andkept them on whilst.