She turned on HBO The Notebook as on. We watched it for a while and got up and ate.She made a T-bone steak with corn and mashed potatoes. As we ate I ...ooked into her big brown eyes and said “you have so beautiful eyes.” Thanks baby. She took her foot and ran it up my leg right to my cock. She said wait to you see what I have planned for after dinner. We finished eating and went back to watch TV. The Notebook was still on and she took her right hand and stated rubbing my cock. I looked at her. Before I could blink, I was to find my butt screaming. OMG I would scream in real pain. All my body was in shock and panic. I could not catch my breath. The swats would rain out one after another. It seemed to last forever before she stopped the breathtaking assult on my poor wounded butt. It would be weeks later before either one of us would find ourself in trouble. I was out with my lady and a guy comes up and gives her a big bear-hug. They spoke for some time and then left with yet another. .. it... it is natural to resist...” There was a sob in her voice.“Yes, I suppose it is,” I nodded. “But going over the Punishment Block at too frequent intervals softens resistance, eh?”Birgit’s breasts began heaving up and down with the force of her emotions and two more tears ran down her cheeks. “YYes...oh yes... Master...” she agreed.“Are you often punished now?”“No, Master, not often.”“When were you last punished?” She thought...“About ten days ago, Master.”“What was that for slave?”“A. Roma said it was sheer madness to come to her house on such a horrible day. I told her I was desperate to see her and hence ventured out. She smiled, she was pleased. The woman in her was satisfied to know that she could raise such passions. Suddenly, a mischievous smile came on her face. She told me since she had already brought out her salwar-kurta I should wear it. She was eager to see me dressed in woman’s clothes and besides the weather was to damp and chilly for me to remain clad just in.