Her tender ass was treated to a variety of devices from the bare palm of a frenzied Ronnie all the way to a split leather strap of nasty design. Actua...ly, the inspired Doreen enjoyed them all with the exception of the thin cane which made her sob with despair.It was when Ronnie graduated to spanking her closely shaved pussy and even her tender nipples that Doreen decided she really wanted to be the spanker and not the spanked. At first, the reticent Ronnie objected but then she decided to. I contacted him and he came to my home and presented several proposals for installing a suitable storm shelter on my property. After discussing his proposals, I accepted the one that I thought was most suitable for me. A week later, he sent his crew to install my underground shelter. Of course, that involved some heavy machinery to dig a hole large enough for the shelter to be buried in…..and that machinery made a ton of noise which got the attention of Lisa, my divorced next-door neighbor.. Then, I saw it in his eyes and his face. I saw what I had seen in Ms. Benson’s attitude yesterday. Even while naked and expected to give out her body to a man for fucking or sucking, even with that apparent vulnerability, she had power and control. It was in her walk and her bearing. I felt it, too, in the moment. I was the lowest person in the office, completely naked and available to everyone else in the office, but he was taking nothing from me. I had taken control of his need, his. Then she sighed and slipped into bed besideme. She pulled the covers over and snuggled in with me.But then we heard a muffled groan from the wardrobe. I tried tocover it up, but Annabel got up and tried to open the wardrobe. Sheasked me for the key. I took it from the drawer next to my dildo. Shesaw the dildo and I was a little embarrassed. But she took the keyand opened the wardrobe to find my husband, dressed as a leather tartand strapped up inside. He had come in his excitement and it.