. “Really” I replied as her gaze went back to my cock sticking out of my shorts, she slowly got up off her chair and looking me in the eye and bit...ng her lip she stepped towards me getting on her knees in front of me, she reached forward putting her fingers into the waistband of my shorts, “Let the dog see the rabbit” she said as she slowly and carefully removed my boxers, I opened my legs giving her full access and watched her eyes light up as she surveyed what was in front of her.“I think. The blows would sting, but the whip was not heavy and there was little risk of breaking Wendy’s skin. Burnside would be able to hit Wendy many times with it, and even cross the welts, without much concern about injury. She laid the items on her dresser. This would be a long punishment, since Wendy had attempted to lie to Burnside by not telling her about her C+. However, Burnside was not planning to whip Wendy that night. Waiting would be part of her punishment. It was significant that Burnside. I shook my head yes and grabbed my underwear and went to the bath room. I looked over and his cock was covered in blood. I sat on the toilet cramping and burning. I wiped and the tissue was red. I couldn’t tell anyone because I was afraid Cynthia would find out. I shoved some tissue between my ass cheeks and pulled my underwear up hoping to keep the blood off of them and not raise suspicion. Darin met me in the hall. “Look at my cock, its red, I am so sorry dude are you sure your ok?. And yet at the same time I find myself living a long time fantasy that I have repressed for most of my life. It turns out that the reality is every bit as exciting as the fantasy.Our problems started almost a year ago. My husband lost his job when the company that employed him for almost sixteen years went bankrupt. I couldn't blame him for that, of course. But sometimes when things were rough I found myself resenting him even when I knew it wasn't fair and I had to guard against thinking that.