"Should I lick his hairy balls?"..." Paul said, Yes mistress. Paul picked up the pace with his tongue as Sue's breathing began to labor. "Yes, mistres..." was his dutiful reply. "Do you want me to suck on his ball...maybe lick his ass as well"? Yes, mistress. "Do you mean,YOU want me to do those things?" Back to her demanding voice. Not sure where this was going...what the right answer was, Paul replied "yes you should, yes I want you to, mistress. "that's a good boy! "You're doing such a good. I am nervous about what he will do to me but I am glad that he sees fit to deal with my behaviour. He is serious about me being the best slave I can be and I want to live up to that. I enter the bedroom on my hands and knees and approach him where he stands by the window. "Yes?" he asks. I look up at him, my dark eyes serious. "Master, I am here for my punishment." "One that you are sorely in need of." He looks so disappointed in me, it hurts. "Please Master, I just want to make up for it.". The front door opens to a wide corridor, which passes between two big facing rooms, one is my bedroom and other belonged to the kids. The corridor opens into a spacious veranda and to an open courtyard after that. The kitchen is situated after my bedroom and its doors open to the veranda. Facing the kitchen, on the other side of the open courtyard, lies Father-in-law’s bedroom. My bedroom initially belonged to my father-in-law, however, after my marriage, he gave us his bedroom and he took. His fingers tightened on the steering wheel and he spun it to the right, swerving the car back to his side of the road. Marge rose, looked around, and shrugged. Jack let out a "whew" which brought a smile to her face, misunderstanding it."Feeling better?" she asked impishly, licking her sticky lips."Much." You have no idea, he thought, wondering if a crash would have caused her to bite down and sever his manhood. He also wondered how he would explain the preacher's wife being in his car with.