‘Long, I think I’d prefer and yes, the bushier the better. Young and springy, if you have any available.’ Though I couldn’t see her face, I ...ould hear the anticipation in her voice. She was really looking forward to reddening my backside and thighs. Though I was now trembling a little with fright, my insides were tingling with expectation. I was going to be thrashed by a friend of my wife’s whilst two strangers and she were going to watch and, all with her blessing! ‘I think I’ll leave her. I work at a business office as a receptionist by day. But after work at night I am a homebody who likes to cook. On most nights, I can cook anything. I like going out to dinner as much as anyone, but nothing beats cooking your own meals. I would cook for family and friends, especially on special occasions like birthdays, Thanksgiving and Christmas. I would have lots of cookbooks and cooking magazines in my kitchen. I constantly watch the Food Network every day. I also make sure my pantry,. Be very careful that I don't fall off or I will whip you again."I had to help him a little as he negotiated the three steps up from the garage floor to the kitchen. We crawled across the kitchen to the carpeted dining room. I balanced myself with my left hand on his shoulder, leaned back and gave him another little switch with the whip."Ouch, now where to, Mistress?" Into the bedroom! Look what you have done to me! You've made my pussy sloppy wet with your game." That was the truth. I could. I groaned as I got out of bed. I took offmy nightshirt and went to the washroom: five minutes of reflection. Theshower was running to the correct temperature. I showered. The towel waswarm on the rack. I went back to the bedroom. My business suit for theday was laid out on the immaculately made bed. I dressed and wentdownstairs.Breakfast immaculately presented on the warm plate on the table. MenuItem B5 today. Sigh; the routine of this; I miss variety. I ate and readthe freshly ironed.