The man's name was Vincent. He told her she should be nice to him. If she was he promised her husband's business would prosper. He also said if she wa...n't her husband would suffer. Virginia slapped Vincent and returned to her husband.Three weeks later her husband was killed. He supposedly became angry about losing everything they owned betting on a losing poker hand and attacked the winner. The day of the funeral Vincent came to her and told her she now had no choice. She had to be nice to him. He stood there glaring at the pair of us and then started yelling. She was the target of his wrath apparently, not me, which I found strange because normally the aggrieved partner tends to get violent towards strangers in the marital bed. At least that is what I had been told by several of my more uncouth friends. He was yelling, ‘How happy you must be, you bitch…you bitch, I begged you for your forgiveness. All I did was screwed your best friend. ‘Get out, you bastard, I hate you,’ in a. Her dad didn’t tell one lie. He even glibly told her they shared a bed. She stood there and watched it all, and she still didn’t know how he did it. Jadzia was so relieved, she went to join her dad in the shower.As Carla sped off, she knew she’d put on a good show of being outraged. If she played it right, she could spin this into a whole month of, “Get your fucking hands off me!”She wasn’t actually upset with her husband, and she really missed his touch. But she was terrified to have sex with. Mistress said what about the clamps and I said yes I still have them on. Mistress was not happy I didn’t tell her I still had them on. Mistress said that will be 25 swats on each side and do it now so she could hear them. I said yes mistress. I grabbed my paddle and removed my pants and bend over the bed and started the spanking. I did 5 on each side before moving to the other side. When I was finished Mistress said they all sounded good and now for me to take a picture of my ass so she.