It happened to me several times that night and I got nasty looks each time from my wife Stella. Stella was putting away a little more than her fair sh...re and producing a fair amount of hard dicks herself when she hit the floor. I guess she figured it was all right for her because she was drinking, but not okay for me because I wasn't.By last call there were only two of us in any shape to drive; several thought they were and we tried to convince them otherwise and failed, among them Bernie and. I let go with one hand and swung around from behind her to grab the other end of the broom with my free hand at this point.I was against her from behind. She continued to wrestle away the broom and this meant there was too much excitement going on down there, against my prime-minister before I got the erection, I pulled away and pretended to be disappointed in having lost our first wrestle from then on, I realized that I could play around with her physically. So one day after my lunch, I went. "I don't suppose she fucked you afterwards," said Simon."No, but she certainly made my arse sting," said Mandy who swayed her backside slightly at the memory."Well, I am going to make your arse sting AND fuck you," said Simon as he tapped the cane against Mandy's behind.The number of strokes had not been mentioned but Simon had intended to give her nine, enough to make her know that she had had a caning but nothing too severe.Simon did not take the multi-second gaps in between strokes that. ‘Have you ever been restrained in bed?’‘No.’‘Do you want to be?’‘No,’ repeated Jack, glancing down in desperation at his phone. Hardly any time had passed yet and Meg was moving onto increasingly uncomfortable ground.‘The strange thing about being blindfolded is that I have to rely solely on your tone to read you. And that sounded like a lie to me. Am I right?’‘Possibly,’ agreed Jack.‘So, Mr Control doesn’t always need to be I control?’ confirmed Meg smiling.‘I’ve never known anything.