While the card machine was processing it, I mused that it was the equivalent of only one year’s college tuition for our eldest child, and I had nine...een years to earn it back. A little more than the traditional ‘one month’s salary’, but so worth it.Mel was determined to wear her new ring out of the shop. They happily gave us the empty box in a bag with the receipt and certificate of authenticity for the diamond.Then we sat in my car and ate the sandwiches I’d picked up from the concession in. But, it was worth it. I don't think I've ever come that much or that hard, Paul. I'm still tender in a few places, so don't count on whipping me like that again today. But I'm still horny, so don't count on getting to rest too much today either."I built up the fire again and we ate breakfast sitting on the thick rug in front of it. Then we made love in front of it. This time it was a long, slow lovemaking, different, but just as good in its way as the hot session in the dungeon the previous. But the best part was, his glance was long enough for his wife to follow his sideways stare. I would have loved to know what she said to him that caused him to quickly dart his eyes back to his plate. I needed a release as I could feel the telltale ache in my groin, so I drove to a plaza with a coffee shop and parked at the back of the lot where the lights weren’t so bright. As I got out of the car I told her to take her panties off. I walked aroung to the other side and held the passenger door. Lisa returned with a long, thin bamboo cane. Without any remarks, she started smacking it down on Daphne's tits as if she wanted to smack it straight through the skin. The cane left very visible stripes after just three hits and Daphne wailed into her gag, unable to instinctively buckle together. Mistress Lisa moved down to Daphne's stomach when considerable purple and grey welts had formed on her tits. She proceeded to apply the same technique there, before moving on to the pubes and thighs,.