After that I took a shower. Later my parents came back and rest is the story that you all are well versed with.The next day I had an idea. After my pa...ents left, I locked the house's main door, went up the stairs and fired up my laptop. I even got the lingerie from the laundry basket. This time, it was a pink cotton tanga with a satin bow in the front and a black lace bra. I went to the local sex site, which lists the people looking for sex partners. So I signed up on one of them, filled out my. Master is hard with me but his kisses always show he loves me. As soon as our kisses stop he is putting a ball gag in my mouth. I know what’s coming. He’s doing that so I don’t make too much noise, he doesn’t want his wife waking up. I grip the chair with my hands getting myself ready for what’s coming. Of course I’m not ready fast enough as the first smack hits my left cheek. Then my right quickly after. I don’t let out any sounds yet as I can handle a paddle to my bum and master knows that.. The shop assistant offered to help and was soon telling sarah that the sizes she had chosen were clearly too small for her, sarah ignored her and took several tight blouses and skirts, all matching the bosses instructions.Finally Monday arrived and sarah was out of bed and in the shower long before her alarm was due to go off. She shaved herself from head to toe and then took her time getting her hair and makeup perfect. She had an earlier start time than her husband so she was able to get. Imagine: hordes of smart successful men and women gazing at this naked slave with cane marks striped across her bum and thighs and Neena explaining in a happy relaxed tone to anyone who asked 'Oh yes, this slave required discipline and she behaves so much better afterwards. How? I cane her, of course.' It might be slightly better if they were holding a Kinkfest I suppose and in that case, the guests would want to take turns at beating me ... which might be slightly more fun and definitely less.