“Thank you Mistress” I blurt out. “Too slow, we'll start agin”. I feel the crop harder this time hit the same cheek as the first one. “Thank... you Mistress” I reply quickly. Five more each one promptly followed by my words. By the 6th I can feel the sting all over mmy are cheeks and am breathing more heavily. How can I find this so exciting but I am as my cock is still rock hard. She walks up to my head and sasys wew ill make a good slave out of you yet.At this point her husband returns but now. "He told me he lived in the downtown with walking distance of the B&B," I explained."Yes he lives at 107 Broad St in an apartment," Wilson said. "It is the number two apartment." We need to bug him," I said. "Can you make me a pest control signs for the truck doors?" Sure we got printers that can do anything but print guns," he said."Then you need to do it for tomorrow. You also need to get his schedule for tomorrow. I don't want to have a shootout, because we got his days off wrong," I. So basically for as long as we have been together our sex life has been great, no complaints. But as soon as my wife gets out for the evening, no natter how many drinks she has or doesn’t have she turns into the biggest slut you’ve ever seen. She has no limits as long as you don’t mention it to her ever again as she gets embarrassed. I had been looking forward to her coming home all evening, toys at the ready just waiting to fuck her, but with her mother heading here I new I’d be as well. When I got home I pulled into my garage, and walked into the kitchen to find a message on my answering machine, and I pressed play. “Hello Mrs. Reily this is Peter, and my friend and I wanted to come over a little earlier. We just don’t think 4 hours is long enough. We will be over around 6 the end time can still be the same. See you then!” the message finished. I felt my face heat up instantly I said out loud. “Those little fuckers! They just expect me to be ready whenever they want. That.