“Sounds like you want your slave bound for a bit more,” Elenore responded with anticipation in her voice and we walked to the bedroom.On the way t...ere I considered if we should have just regular sex in the bed or raise the stakes a bit. What if I spanked her enough that I broke her skin so we left blood strains?I had never been so rough with her, but there must always be a first time for everything. The bedroom was completely dark, but after our earlier investigation we knew the layout of the. "Her dismissal of my sacrifice annoyed me. "Its more than that. It's the ability to know what haunts a woman's dreams. It's the knowledge of the fantasies that a woman doesn't admit to no one but herself. Better yet, it's the power to know exactly what a guilty woman considers to be her just punishment and to deliver it. That is what I carry with me."Barbara put her hand on my thigh and took another drag of her cigarette. "That's what you crave, isn't it? Punishing wicked women and having them. She was actually impressed that I lived by myself. I wanted to invite her in, but we were running late. We made it just in time. We ate, and slow danced. I wanted to tell her how I felt, thinking that this was going to be the last chance I may have to tell her, but all I could do was stare into her eyes. She gently kissed me on the lips during an extremely slow song. It was nice. I used to dream about her in intensely sexual ways, but after the kiss, all I wanted to do was hold her close, and. She asked her Mum and wasn’t concerned when the answer came back, “Later.” Becky took a seat and decided to watch. She saw the cane on the floor and had only seen it used a few of times so reckoned that might be worth watching. Sheila continued to spank Scott harder and harder and Scott’s bottom was bouncing around as her hand spanked different spots on his bottom. “I’ll have the hairbrush please Scott.” Scott took a couple of seconds to respond and Sheila smacked him hard several times on the.