"He waved his arm at the pictures round the walls. Alima jumped out of bed and examined several of them closely."Master," she asked in a small voice, ...Which did you want to try out?" As a treat for the mother of my latest child, she can choose," he graciously conceded.The first one she chose was to place her arms round his neck as they stood beside the bed. Hooking her legs round his back she impaled herself and bounced gently on his prick as he took her weight on his hands under her arse. One. The instruction was a cold caning so the 1st one struck down hard and fast she recoiled and gasped as the next followed"two tram lines across a pale bottom" the next 18 strokes were planted on her bottom and top of thighs in quick strokes as instructed "the girl was in tears now " leaving a well striped red bottom , she was told to get dressed and leave quickly as hubby was outside waiting. "nice watching her pull those panties over her red glowing bottom" she thanked me as always and left. The journey continued over her flat stomach, not stopping until the fingers nestled amid her trimmed, silky pubs. One fingertip then reached out and gently touched my shaft at the point where our two bodies merged into one being.She looked up into my eyes. “Do you ever wish we’d been able to fall in love?“Yep. It’d be nice having your best friend and lover as your spouse. But, maybe, I guess, knowing each other so long and so very, very personally, that wasn’t in the cards. Besides, you always. Despite her outgoing ways and positive attitude, there was always one thing Stephanie hated more than anything; Christmas.It wasn't because of previous childhood experiences, it wasn't because she found her job stressful, it was simply because, every single year, she would find herself spending Christmas alone. You see, even though she was close with her family, they lived too far away for her to visit them, and her friends were always busy with their own arrangements, so she would always end.