I took out its contents and found several canes, paddles, riding crops, and old leather cuffs. I cleaned off the cobwebs and put them on the round tab...e in the middle of the room. Next, I showed the hidden compartment and its contents to my wife. We fantasized that this was used as a quiet reading room but was also used as a punishment room for the kids in the family and also for the punishment of the staff. Now my wife is a very demanding, but also a very loving person. Although I make a. Cheryl’s experience of the whole ordeal was starting to get surreal: she was freezing from the cold air, burning hot from the needles, almost hyperventilating from the pains she experienced, and could barely focus her vision on the evenly gray floor beneath her. She couldn’t even control her screams which came from her throat almost automatically now.Marco couldn’t care less about all this, and grabbed another needle. Shifting his attention to just above her clit, he slowly crammed it into her. Then the Wife stood up and spread her legs facing us. Her husband shuffled over and began to oil her, starting with her back. Jaye handed me the oil. Again, I copied the husband.The husband continued until her back was done, then did her legs, working up to but not touching her pussy. I did the same on Jaye.Reaching her crotch, the husband shifted to her shoulders and then down her chest and tits, stopping to pinch and twist her nipples until she let out a long moan before he continued down her. My hands moved on your back, firmly holding you to me and we both began to find a rhythym again…it was clear that you needed more, although you looked like you couldn’t handle standing let alone being fucked again. Again, you became lost in the moment…oblivious to what was happening to you…I sat you up on my lap and then lifted you off me. You stood facing the mirror, your face and tits pressed hard against the coolness of the glass. I marveled at how you looked, your nipples so hard, your.