About a minute later, a young woman dressed in leather approached the back counter and said to us, "I’m Jane. I hear you want to try out some span...ing implements. Follow me." So we followed her into a small room in the back of the store which had a lot of different paddles, crops, whips, etc; and a strange looking wooden contraption in the middle of the room. "Who gets spanked?", Jane asked. "Clyde, my husband, does," my wife replied. "Clyde, get undressed for a spanking," Jane said. . It took her a second to get off her knees. She hadn't been kneeling enough for weeks and her muscles had forgotten their training. But a moment later, she carefully climbed onto the table, her knees far apart, she exposed herself to her Master, pressing her cheek onto the cold wood as she kneeled before him again. A small humming sound was the first she heard. As always in this position, she felt the deep sense of unease because she couldn't see him, what he was doing, couldn't look into his. My mouth was open listening to her description and she smiled. I almost burst inside my pants and some pre cum came out, I tried to act normal but I was very arroused. Just looking at Janes face already create sexual excitement. She has a very casual and pleasant but erotic personality. That was a time when the internet and the cellphone was new and tourism just started to grow in the middle provinces of Thailand. So the local night club owners were contesting to hire western bands and sexy. Her thin bush was barely noticeable as I started moving my fingers up and down her slit. For someone as horny as she was, she wasn't all that juicy, but as I rubbed her twat, she got wetter and wetter. My finger slipped between her pussy lips. They pulled on my hand as I stroked up and down, bringing Chrissy to the very edge of orgasm.Chrissy stopped kissing me and bit her lower lip as I twiddled her tiny clit in my fingers. I took one finger and pushed the tip into her pussy. I poked.