Which brings me back to the shower. I had proposed to my wife earlier that night in the garage that because I had once again made a semi-large purchas... without talking it over with her first, I was in need of some… discipline. This time, I suggested, I had gone too far and may need some extra stimulation to learn my lesson. When she asked what measures should be taken to ensure I get the point, I played on her choice of words. I think you should point the purple toy at my ass, honey. I held my. , why don't you turn ... some bastard's been messing with the lock ... that fuckin Jimmy, I kill the bastard ... where is the little sod}.Here we go I thought, better get ready for a blue. De Vent came screaming at me "you little cunt, you've been fuckin around with the safe in my office." John, there's no way I could mess around with the safe, you keep the door locked so how could I do anything to it, not that I'd want to anyway."He took a swing at me and caught me behind the ear "you little. I thought for a while, and said YES. (Anyways it is Sunday, no work, no shopping, no park as kids are not there and no watching TV, because same old movies will be repeated again and again.) By then the washing machine given alarm that the cloth is washed, she went and picked up the cloth and slightly ironed it and given to me.I worn it and sat for a while. She also wore her tops. She picked up another cigarette and lighted herself and after couple of puff, she given it to me. I told her, I am. She felt somewhat weak, but didn't know how much was from pure exhaustion and how much from the shock her system endured when she was so brutally raped and torn. She knew she couldn't have lost enough blood to matter.When she knew she had the bleeding under control, she lay on the bed and tried to relax, hoping that the smarting, burning sensation would cease, also.She fell asleep for a while, and when she awoke she had the sensation of a very full bladder. She was about to ring for relief,.