She was shivering in pleasure and pain mixed together and came quite early. Even I was getting hornier with every passing day.Then, after having multi...le such sessions where I kind of had become her master and used to treat her quite bad, she out of the blue asked to meet. I acted arrogantly and said I don’t have time. Her expressions on hearing that were priceless and she was about to cry but she just disconnected. I asked her to come online soon else be ready for another punishment.She did. ”“Ma’am, this is not a good idea. I can’t se...”“Jessica! I do not care for, or about your opinion. Get the invitation made and sent to the Sullivan woman. You let me handle the thinking around here.”“Yes, Ma’am, Aunty Johnson, Right away.”Mr. Chin was an artist. His art had been taught to him by his father, whose father taught him. Going back centuries, the Chin family were artists. Their art was one of the first steps of civilization, the written word. Whether marks in a clay tablet or. I walked at a faster pace than normal. The rain soaked me through and the puddles leaked through my shoes and onto my socks. Every footstep I squelched. My hood was useless the wind decided I looked better without so kept taking it of my head.Halfway down the high-street arched in the doorway of a shop was a homeless man, mid to late 40’s, slim, long messy hair (wet but you could still tell it was greasy), unkempt beard that covers his lips with grey bits showing through it and he was huddled. Lifting he body in a pull up she is swinging back by my grip, the wife pushes the bar lowering Mitch then adding a heavy bag of rock to keep her feet floor bound. Not Good Slut as the wife takes a whip and adds some tracks to Mitch's butt she pants and drools heavily then apologizes as the gag is removed, Not Good Enough- Big Mistake! the wife scolds as she takes the wand and makes Mitch jump and wiggle as she passes it along her back and sides then gives Mitch's bra a spray of ice water, FUCK.