Getting out of the parking lot is always a headache and takes forever, but tonight there was a fender bender at the exit causing an even longer delay....After about 15 minutes of not moving at all Gail had to go to the bathroom. Seems all the beer caught up with her and she couldn't wait until we got home. There were some thick bushes to the left of the car, so she hopped out, walked into them, and I saw her squar down and lift up her dress. The look on her face was pure pleasure and I could tell. He winced slightly, but his erection remained and if anything grew even harder at my treatment.Moving to the walk-in shower, I started the water and reached out for his hand as I instructed him to step out of the bath and into the shower. Making sure the water was warm before I let him step under the shower, I wanted him to keep his erection and use it to humiliate and emasculate him as we removed all the hair from his neck down.“Step under the water and wash all the shaving cream off your. If shehad punished me for no reason at all I could have rationalized andaccepted it, justified it on the basis of her particular perversion ofpower. But she continually reinforced the notion that punishmentfollowed behaviour, as though the two held a logical relationship, asthough there was some method of _escape_, when in truth there was none.I was a prisoner taunted with the key to freedom, dangling just outsidemy grasp on the other side of the iron bars, visible, tangible, and yetimpossible. ’ I smiled, ‘I don’t remember you not ever looking good, Honey.’ I didn’t want to overdo the compliments, so I added a bit of reality to the conversation, ‘Except for that time when you had the flu. You looked bad, then.’ I looked at her and made a sour face. ‘You looked really bad.’ As soon as I said that, I was sorry that I said that. I shouldn’t have said that. Saying that ruined the mood. She pulled away from me and fluffed down her dress. Why do I ruin things by saying the wrong thing all.