She strained at the edge of another orgasm that would not come, uttering a keening moan."Bet you really want to cum now, don't you, Susan?" Melissa as...ed without looking down."Uhhn! ... y-yes ... please... " Susan said in a breathy voice. "P-please ... oh God..." You know, it's really weird, Susan," Melissa said, still looking off into the distance. "I can do things like this so easily. I can plant any thought or emotion in your head..."A wave of euphoria came over Susan, flooding her mind with. Or he’d just say, real low, “You know what that means, don’t you, young lady?” Or, “You’ll have to pay for that one, young lady.” Of course that was all just part of the game we played, because the length of my punishments didn’t have anything to do with specific transgressions; he didn’t even count the strokes. He just kept on I guess until he felt I’d had enough. I don’t really know how he decided. So this way of referring to my errors or oversights was just part of the ritual. And it. If he was going to follow through with this, he had to forget about Carl and just be Candi, a pretty young blonde and adoring girlfriend. Fighting back tears, Carl sniffed, adjusted his cleavage, and took a deep steadying breath, then slowly undid the clasps of his bra and exited the bathroom.Tom had been lying back on the bed wearing just his boxer shorts, clearly frustrated, but he snapped to attention immediately at the vision of sultry femininity mincing out of the bathroom on sexy stiletto. He bet that Dirk would like that one! The little bastard.Of course things could be worse, Fremont considered. Glover, for instance had to find his wife lovers, and often had to bring home young men who he supervised in the office. And then Trellis would turn the young men against Glover, so in addition to being cuckolded, the young guys, often common actuaries or administrative assistants would be taught to tie Glover up and whip him!And as Glover had told Fremont bitterly, this made the young.