Oh my God, John just bared your Wife's arse, right there in front you and you didn't even flinch. It was electrifying to see your Wife's bare bottom o...er a stranger's knee, totally exposed and so deliciously vulnerable, with her freshly juiced honey pot, peeking out shamelessly below her creamy marshmallow cheeks.I'm now spanking your Wife's bare booty, hard stinging slaps too between intimate strokes at her candy sweet bottom. My spanks aren't playful anymore and it's shocking to see her bare. ’ you say. ‘I’ve looked forward to this vacation with you for many weeks.’ I smile, and run my hand gently across your cheek, and kiss you lightly on the forehead, mumbling excitedly that I’d been looking forward to it as well. You offer me one of the fruity concoction sand sit down next to me. We exchange some small talk to cover our mutual anxiety about what the evening and the rest of the weekend would entail….would it be a success, would we have the spark, would it end in passion? As we. Two of the guys grabbed my arms and man-handled me back to the bedroom. ‘Attach the slut’s wrists to the hanging chains’ my Mistress said ‘now fit the spreader bar to her ankles’ the chains were cranked up so I was almost on tip-toe, my legs wide apart.The guys then sat, some on the sofa and the rest on the edge of the bed. Mistress took up her suede flogger and swished it through the air. Then the first blow fell on my arse, stinging but I knew this was just the beginning.Then another, and. . god damn it! This was supposed to be our honeymoon!" "Ack, don't have signal here anyway... damn," you shrug. Neither of you two would be any use under the hood of the broken down car - your skills in particular lying in the area of computers rather than anything mechanic related. "No, there was a house just a little while ago," she says, grimacing at the thought of walking through the rain. "We should ask to use their phones, get triple A out here at least."And so it was that you and Rachel.