My brain was becoming confused, the pain was too much to take but I wanted more, I was angry at Mr P but my juices were dripping from my pussy. M... P could see that I was now ready for the next phase of my punishment, so he had Tanya help him remove me from the table and place me on my back on a small bench, tying my hands to my feet, again my legs spread wide so that I was now bent backwards and my plump pubic mound was now well presented. Tanya now massaged some more oil all over the. Mybreasts were so sensitive. I moved one hand between my legs as theother massaged my breast. My vaginal lips were very moist and my fingerfound easy ingress between the wet folds. I imagined myself as I nowwas with Samantha sucking my breast and her finger inside my wetvagina. I found the bump that was my clitoris and almost screamed outwhen I first touched it. There was nothing as a man that even cameclose to the level of sensitivity. I imagined Samantha's tongue movingslowly back and forth. You had kicked a lot of your old habits, but the depression brought them back in full force. You had begun masturbating excessively, writing and reading erotica on sites like chyoa. Your old friend whiskey came back with a vengeance, you even started getting into drugs. Until now, you never understood the draw, but after so much pain, feeling anything else is better.You glance down at your newly developed beer gut, undershirt clearly stained and starting to reek. You're running low on your. .... cool down or we are never going to get ready," my wife said with a purr."Come on baby.... Please leave the bra off," I begged."If I were to do that you could see my nipples through the costume, it is so thin," she said with that little wicked smile that always drives me crazy. "Besides what would your sister think if I went dressed like that?" Yeah right, you know my sister. She will be dressed to impress and you know it," I reminded her."OK you win. I will take it off," she said.She gave.