If you need me after I am released, I will be living with Lizin her apartment. I don't want anything to do with my husband'shouse."She felt like she ...as dead on her feet, but Leslie had to stop by theformer sheriff's office which had become the offices for herself andthe officers assigned to her. She was happy to discover that the fourmen had already organized themselves into patrol shifts, so there werejust two men in the office. With that burden lifted from hershoulders, she just dropped. ”“What the hell for?” I asked astounded.“Simple Beccy. When you had an orgasm downstairs you weren’t aroused were you, you were deflated, and the spanking that followed hurt much more.”Oh my goodness, again I had missed the point. Yes, that spanking was a painful discipline spanking and there were no delightful quivers in my pussy. It was a cold hard well deserved spanking and now with my reddened and sore bottom going across Beccy’s lap after masturbating was going to be dreadful.“It’s always. I shrugged my shoulders figuring that would get the job done. It was a bit weird though, as I hadn't actually been to McDonalds in a couple years, as I personally preferred Carl's Jr. and always felt that McDonalds had a bit of a little kid aura about it. Oh well, back to that whole eating my pride thing.Anyway, Mr. Taylor found a movie scheduled in about an hour giving us plenty of time to grab the food. We went out to get into his car, a fairly nice dark blue Ford Ranger.Neither Mr. Taylor. She was stunning - at least 6 foot tall, with dark ivory skin, long flowing hair. She was wearing a black lacy top and shiny trousers. She lead me into the house and commanded me to strip naked in the bathroom. I trembled as I removed my clothes. She then led me into her dungeon where she commanded me to kneel before her. She then explained the rules that I would have to follow if I was to submit to her. She was firm and intimidating and I found myself drawn to her in a way I cannot describe..