”I must admit I was not expecting that. He then asked me what I would want out of it, this is what I said “I want you to be happy too, if wearing ...he cage with me teasing you and denying you can get us to have penetrative sex again then I am for it”. He said based on what he had read (and my research also agreed with) once we go down this route the wife tends to enjoy the power she has been given and gets even more enjoyment out of it as she has control that she never had before.We carried on. Even she herself was surprised when she felt herself fall to her knees.Bree smiled, another submission close at hand, as she pushed the co-ed's head deeper into her dripping wet cunt, "Good Mommy, crawl to me."The humiliation burned, but the fire between the Mother's legs was even hotter. She felt her own juices flooding her panties, struggling to escape the cotton fabric. She couldn't believe the odd sensation that was overwhelming her, a growing desire to submit, to obey. Even odder, for some. An ancient tome of many rites of passage. Not uncommon, but certainly not for beginners. A tome on blood magic. It had proven helpful for other jobs, who could fault her for thinking it would work now? She found it in the office reliquary under the ‘Repair and Fortify’ section for the gods' sakes. “Are you even listening to me?”“Hold on,” she took the hefty book in one hand and scanned the pages with vigour.“It hurts,” he moaned, not pleasurably. The thing above his thighs pulsed red, too red. ” “Obviously not! I must say, he’s got a lovely masculine figure. Though at 22, he should be out courting, not playing with himself.” “Oh mum, I’m so sorry you saw it all.” “No, I’m the one who should be sorry. I rather lost my temper with him and hit him with your dad’s cane!” “Ha Ha! Good for you! I remember that cane well. We’ve never laid a finger on him ourselves. How many did you give him?” “Ten, I think. It was going to be six, but I was a bit worked up.” “Sounds like it! Still, he’s.