She turned her head back just enough to look him in the eyes and said, "Mr. Mann, I feel like this spanking needs to continue. Am I doing all right, s...r?" "I think you are doing very well, Lexie. If you can just try to spread your legs open as far as possible for me, I would like to be able to get a good look between your legs for the rest of the punishment." Lexie pulled herself a little further forward on his lap and spread open her legs as if doing one of the cheers she had practiced. After a while, I felt kind of sorry for him, so I told him I would think about it and talk to my Husband, and that since my Husband is also my owner (i have my slave registry barcode and ID number tattooed on my neck) He would have to approve. I agreed to meet the guy online the next day to tell him my decision.When I talked to my Husband, it was obvious to Him how aroused I was to be used like a whore, so He said that if I really wanted to, that He would allow me to fulfill this fantasy.The. One Friday night we were watching a movie that had a nude scene with a woman. I noticed Rebecca crossing her legs and a couple of times lean forward and press her elbow into her pelvic region. After wards she'd go to her room and lock her door, which she never did in the past. I went to bed and imagined her naked beside me. Her shiny red hair splayed out across the pillow, and her pale skin glowing in the dim light. I brought myself to orgasm thinking about her red bush timed enough her lips. . two hundred” I answered. Twice my normal charge. Greasy boy lapped it up. With a wink he fished the money out of his discarded trousers and tried to tuck it seductively into my only remaining item of clothing, my hitched up miniskirt. However he managed to drop three twenties onto the floor, and I had to stifle a laugh as he bent to retrieve them. He must have heard the slight giggle that escaped though, as he scowled, pulled on his clothes and left without another word. Thankfully, Pimples.