’ I asked her. ‘please!’ at first, she shook her head, then she turned to face me. At some time during our conversation, she had cried, I could ...ee the tell-tale lines on her cheeks. She kept her eyes on mine as we spoke. ‘did your husband touch you before sex? Or did he just enter you and rolls over?’ This time I could see she was very embarrassed by my question. ‘by touching, I presume you mean foreplay?’ I nodded. ‘then the answer is no, he would drink until he said it was time for bed,. Which is not to say they did not torment him. But they did so in clever and teasing ways.Mr. Baron, or 'Sir' as he had demanded to be addressed, had given his word, his solemn pledge, to obey these girls in a very specific way. The girls; rules of punishment were:(1) When any girls in this class demand it of you, you will remove all your clothes and stay naked for as long as we please(2) You will in no way try to cover your naughty bits, not with your hands or anything else(3) You will endure. She returned with her phone.Lana recorded my discomfort from several angles. She had me straightenup, look back over my shoulder, and stick my tongue out like a brat.What followed was a non-stop photo session, with me posing with chairs, aheart-shaped pillow, two plush unicorns, and a clear plastic umbrella.By the end I was utterly humiliated, yet still in the mood for physicallove. Lana appeared ready for some body-on-body action as well. Shetook me by the hand."Let's visit the bedroom,". I didn't want whoever was watching to know I knew. I put on my jeans and top and moved on with my afternoon.I actually forgot about my little stunt until later that night when we were both reading in bed. I told Ben, and at first I didn't understand, but it turned him on. He even asked me to show him what I did. When I realized he was getting off on this, I feigned anger, but said okay when he gave me his pout face.I first had to put on my bra and panties and put on my work clothes. He wanted a.