We still have trouble believing that part ourselves, but recent success appears to confirm it, wouldn’t you say?” I grinned.“Call me Malcolm. I ...on’t think that you have to guess as to why. Malcolm Philip Ward, for the record,” the chairman smiled now with considerable relief.“I’m Adam Clarke. The Prophet. These are some of my people, starting with my wives, Autumn, Hannah, and Xia Delan Clarke. This is Dr. Anwyn Slater, a recent professor of history at West Virginia University. This is her. I'd hear, "Man did you see how Melissa's ass is popping out of those shorts?" and the other guy would reply. "Forget about her ass, I'd suck those tits for days." Then as soon as they saw me coming towards them, they'd quickly go back to a PG conversation. "Hi Mona," they'd both say with huge smiles. "Do you need any help?" Or "Mona, if I wash this car, would you wax it?"I was probably the best waxer on the team. The guys' hands were too big to get inside the curves for some of the fine detail. Neither of us lasted long. My thrusts became more urgent, and Lizzy's whimpers got louder. As much as I wanted to come inside her, I pulled out and wanked my cock over her. Her legs slid down off my shoulders and she moaned with excitement. I shot jet after jet of cum all over her breasts and tummy. She basted herself in the thick fluid as she brought herself off with her other hand, her body shimmering in the semen glaze. "oh, Will..." Lizzy's hands messily fondled for my cock, smearing my cum. Oh no, not yet. This wasn't punishment. This was just "ass warming". Sir always said that a sub should never be punished with a cold ass. Apparently, my ass wasn't warm enough to suit him yet.THWAP!Punishment didn't have to involve pain. I have had my ass warmed before being made to stand in the corner (I hate that) or set to perform some unpleasant or humiliating task. But punishment COULD involve pain. The first time Sir punished me, he warmed my ass with a flogger before giving me belt.