“Gotta love their society,” I sighed.“It is rather untrusting and ambitious,” Serena nodded as she and Kyra concentrated.“Right, we have som...thing,” Kyra announced after a few moments. “They have a strong-room where important documents and backups are kept. It’s physically locked and guarded and only this supervisor has a key and the codes ... or so he thinks. This underling believes he can make it look like it was left open as he plans to drug the guards.”“Clumsy and unlikely to work,” I. Imagine having all three sisters serving you with enthusiasm, especially your ex-wife. It won’t be like before. She won’t be your wife or your equal or your bully or a shrew or anything. She will be a lot more tolerable, once she’s under your thumb as she deserves to be. I would love to be able to humiliate her and watch you do so as well, honey,” Denise encouraged me as the ladies waited on me hand and foot.“She’ll have to be your slave as well as mine, sis. And all of my other ladies.. "We begin again, Miss Rogers," said Mr. Williams, as he continued to smooth and knead her flesh. "You have not been accepting your punishment with a penitent, grateful attitude."She pursed her lips and wished for more. She got it.SLAP!SLAP!SLAP!SLAP!He began slow at first, each firm buttock pushed down by the force, giving a little shake as it sprang back into it's lovely round shape.She bit her lip. How she needed more!"Are you counting, Miss Rogers?"She nodded once."Good. I see you are not. Now here I was, a year later, yearning for the sex I used to have all the time. Dont get me wrong it was good sex with Chrissie, but slightly repetitive. I just couldnt forget the wild nights (and days) I used to share with my wild, mad ex. ~ ~ ~ ~ One night after a lot to drink, we were in bed and while we were having sex I started to whisper in Chrissies ear about swinging and suggesting what it would be like. I could tell she was turned on, but then I know most people fantasise about it at.