I tried to ignore the faint humming sound in the room. Whatever material the gynaecological chair was made of it was more comfortable than I expected,...and I allowed myself to relax with my arms and legs in the rests indicated, as the scanners above me started clicking and beeping.For the next thirty minutes or so all the scanners did was move along the ceiling, beeping occasionally. It felt slightly intrusive that they were doing what seemed like a detailed scan of my naked body but there was. I also used to moan as he penetrated and moved in me but he found that distracting and often lost his erection. The same thing would happen if I moved underneath him or tried to wrap my legs around him. I soon learnt to ‘lie back and think of England’. I pretended that it didn’t matter and sex was not that important. I have never had an orgasm with him and I have never been with any other man. For a long time, I never longed for any of these things and was content with my steady, reliably dull. He gets closer behind me, I could feel his hard hot dick head pressing against my ass, he starts to grind it up and down my ass cheek, I could feel his breath going down my neck and hear his heavy breathing. He grips my dick even tighter making my knees weak as he jacks me off at a faster pace, making sure every time he comes to the top he rubs his thumb across my blood filled dick head. All I could think of is how fucking good it felt and how bad I needed to cum. He turns me around, my back. That is the type of relationship I want to have. I would hope that you appreciate that. Since you have apparently forgotten how good you have it and chosen to disobey me I guess you need to be reminded that all of those things you enjoy are privileges and not rights. Until I think you have learned your lesson you will not pee without my permission. You will not eat without my permission. You will not sleep without permission. You will not wear cloths without permission. You will not leave any.