The thought of someone else using my wife's feet for their pleasure really did not bother me. I was not jealous and didn't classify that as cheating. ... did not know if the wife would feel the same and was quite doubtful that there was enough booze at the bar to change her mind.Later on her boss came over to our table to say hello and sat next to my wife. They were quickly engaged in conversation and I could not help but notice where he was looking.....right at my wife's legs and feet. I watched. It didn't look too serious but obviously Arthur was nodoctor. He wanted to call the police but he knew that would only bringmore problems. No one was going to believe that he was actually a man.Arthur gently pulled Lydia's dark hair to the side so he could see thewound better. The lesion was about one inch long and several millimetersin width. He cleaned it as much as he could with the wet towel. Hesighed knowing there was not much else he could do.Arthur decided that he needed to take a. A sturdy wooden bench, waist high.Topped with padded leather which had seen the sweat of many girl's tummies. Bolted firmly to the floor.On the floor, where the girls hands would be, two rings solidly fastened down.'Bring out Michelle" the Head said. Two prefects went to the side door and brought the naked Michelle in, each pinioning an arm.they brought her onto the stage. From the front you could see the wicked whip marks on the sides of her big boobs, the ones I had inflicted.The two female. She locked the door leaning over me and closed her eyes. I made her lay on the bed and opened my tee in a go and jumped over her wildly kissing every inch of her face.Exploring every inch of her face with my lips and my tongue, our lips were again locked and we started to kiss deep exploring each other with our tongues. I now started to feel her soft breast over top making her even hornier than ever. We were kissing each other as if there was no tomorrow.With the room filled with such passion,.