I pouted a little, but I was joking when I confronted him and it was hard not to grin.“Oh? Maybe you should shave your legs sometime,” he finished...his joke and ogled me, staring at my legs. I had shaved a few days earlier so I knew they looked good. I didn’t even give him a hard time for staring and it felt weirdly nice that he was focusing on me and not just Courney. I smirked playfully as we sauntered past him. I subtly wiggled my ass, too. He called out in a mock Jewish accent as we left,. .yes..." Bad girls need to be punished...turn over..." He stated.I hesitated as I stopped playing with my body.His voice was hard demanding, "Now!" I flipped over on my stomach more than a little scared."Ass in the air, tits on the bed." He voice was full of lust. "...Derek..." I pleaded realizing what I was in for, "...please...wait...I don't know..."The belt cracked on my ass without warning. A little yelp escaped from my mouth. My ass stung as another blow landed. My hands grabbed the. It was difficult at first and frankly it seemed silly. It felt like I was roleplaying someone he wanted me to be.He began texting me naughty pictures at work. They were usually of women who appeared to be living fulltime as slaves. If they didn’t live it full time it was certainly a big part of their lives. I remember one of the pictures he texted me that profoundly affected me. She was no model by the look of her. She was a pregnant woman handcuffed on her kitchen sink, with her legs bound. “Paul, she has not grieved for a single moment until now. She has held everything in waiting for you to come home. She needs you, a lot. Don’t worry about Blossom or me tonight. Focus on her, help her heal. We aren’t going anywhere.”I nodded and kissed Lynn softly on the lips before walking out to our giant double king bed and climbing in next to Erin. As soon as I was next to her she wrapped me in her arms. I had no choice but to lay on my back and let her cling to my chest. In no time at all.