“What did he do?”Molly stopped sobbing and looked at the floor for the longest time. “I just don’t get it.”I chuckled. “Neither do I, beca...se I don’t know what the fuck is going on here.”She looked up at me, clearly not amused. “He broke up with me.”Internally, I chuckled again. That’s it? I thought. My outer self knew better, luckily. “Oh. I’m sorry, Molly.”“I didn’t – he wasn’t – I didn’t think he was the type.” she barely got out.“Molly, breathe.” I instructed her. “He isn’t the type to. Oh my. Lindy walked casually over to her husband, lying fragiley on the table,buttocks covered in welts. ?Darling, Mummy wants you to be a good boy and takeyour whipping like a little man. Mummy knows that you realize that you need totake your medicine, now do it.? As she spoke, Lucinda ran her long nails across Basil?s back, andreached under his hips to play with his penis and balls, so they got quitehard. All the men stared in desire, and Easterling Ponds began visiblypalpitating. Finally the. This is great! I think manyguys will focus on the assets above the waist. They will particularlyadmire her breasts. The centre of my interest lies further down. I seeher smooth crotch and am conscious of how ugly I think my own bits are.I am envious.I was always interested in enforced chastity and made myself a varietyof devices over the years. My DIY skills are somewhat limited and theywere mostly made from bits of plastic and wire or chain. They were notvery secure but as I didn't have a. ..clearly visible under your white bikini. Without any warning, you look straight at me and catch me admiring you. “Ohhhh SHIT...” I think to myself. But rather than getting angry, you simply smiled. Was that a little wink you just gave me???? I do my best to make small talk with the people from work, and everyone begins to get more rowdy as the day wears on and everyone has had a few drinks. I go to lie on the front of the boat in the sun by myself with a cold beer. Not 5.