But you’ve run across some women who don’t masturbate?’ she asked incredulously. ‘Yea, Sharon. She thinks that it is perverted. We don’t see...eye to eye on all things,’ I said. Not wanting to dissect my relationship with Sharon, I asked ‘Do you like oral?’, looking directly in her eyes. ’69 is my favorite position,’ she said tilting her head down not smiling. ‘What about you? Do you like giving head?’ My mouth went dry and a shiver went down my back. ‘Yes. I like giving head very much. But I. She dropped the stick and walked over to me. Her hand traced my body, sliding a finger right over my quim. Her hand cupped my pussy and then she started to gently tap on my pussy with her open hand. Slowly she slapped my pussy harder and harder till she was slapping it with some force.I cried in pain with each slap, which seemed to make her slap harder. Then she slapped my belly with her open hand and then slapped at my breasts. Her punishment hurt but still turned me on. I so wanted to touch. It felt good to finally relax her arms and have them at her sides.He released the cuffs on her ankles and took away the spreader bar. “Before we go downstairs to my dungeon, please bend over so that I may remove your butt plug.”She bent over and he slowly released it from her body. She really felt embarrassed again as he took a wet washcloth and towel and cleaned her up.“Now come downstairs with me.” He held her hand as they went down the stairs. She noticed a sign that read, “No panties. She told me John had called her back after she called me and suggested they have lunch together. She said "Let's make it dinner," and tonight was the night! I still remember the far away look in her eye and her far away smile while she put in earrings and briefed me on her plans with John. She was going out with an old flame. Thrilling for her, but I was at least as excited as she was. I dropped her off to meet him on his bike at a restaurant, but as a summer shower had started he was waiting.