It was a very strange feeling. Not unpleasant, but I was very conscious that the next evening I was to present myself for punishment and that punishme...t was to be from a virtual stranger. Thursday night was sleepless, worrying about my ordeal ahead.At six-thirty on Friday evening, my wife gave me a small kiss and said. “Be brave; this is for your own good. Please do not embarrass yourself.” That was easy for her to say; I was not sure how easy it was going to be to achieve.I did arrive on time. “And I’m not sure I’m ready, or even if I were ready, if I should.”Kara frowned, “No, I’m not ready for that.”“It’s OK, Kara,” Jessica said. “I know I hurt you.”“You did,” Kara said mournfully. “And Steve. And the kids.”“Let’s save this for Doctor Green,” I said. “We’ve made progress just in Jess agreeing to come home.”“What about Michelle? We never really answered that.”“You two need to decide that,” Jessica said. “I really have no right to interfere at this point.”“But if we repair things?” I. Her hand flashed between us to get me lined up, and then she fucked her tight pussy down against my dick until it was fully buried inside her. After she got hers as many times as she wanted, she worked to make me cum in her. I still didn’t go limp, so she pulled off my dick and moved her hips forward to get my dick up her ass. It took longer to get me to cum, but she never stopped doing all the work. She didn’t complain about me holding her ass to let her arms move to get better leverage. The. I keep my long, brown hair up in a bun for this shower, since I don't want to have to take the time to wash and dry it. I do, however, take the time to shave my legs and go over my naughty parts, looking for any hairs that may be coming in from my last waxing. My fingers linger momentarily on my special jewel. Daddy didn't give me an engagement ring when he proposed (he said that little girls didn't wear rings). Instead, he had me get a VCH piercing and presented me with a real emerald in a.