I returned her kiss, and we started to roll around the bed, kissing and rubbing each other, and hugging. My johnston began to firm, and she pulled awa....“Oh, no you don’t! He is the reason you wore me out, and, exhausted from serial orgasms, I passed out, helpless in your bed! Who knows what sort of awful things you might have visited upon my helpless, limp body, as I tried to recover from the pounding you administered to me! Oowww, my poor little kitty feels bruised! You brute! You used me for. ......... her punishment! She said 'I'm such a naughty woman but don't get punished anymore'I asked her what she meant and she produced from the side of the wardrobe an old school cane. She told me she teases men and her husband used to punish her for it. Then she said I've just been naughty in church and would I punish her for it.Fuck I didn't expect that and it was a first for me I'd never really been into anything like that but should I give it a try? I asked her what she meant exactly. She. I assured him it was not mandatory, the Patron had already blessed his marriage with approval and gifts. But he wanted to know so I talked about what I knew. I knew he was thinking about his bride, I just did not understand why he thought it was relevant. We were 500 years beyond such things.The handoff went as expected - Mark tried to muck it up every way he could, and I countered him simply by knowing the rules of engagement (he would stay within the lines) and cheating.First Mark tried to. Potter's wrist. "Let's find out about this 'alternate dimension' thing, first. You can always interrogate her more if it doesn't work out." Well, it's a shame to stop now that I've almost got them, but if that's what you want," Mrs. Potter sighed, "that's what we'll do." She reluctantly withdrew her hand, snapped off the glove and threw it in the trash. "I'll call a doctor friend of mine who is interested in such, uh, 'unusual' theories and make an appointment for you."The pearl-skinning.