She was still gasping and giving vent to bubbling wailing as her husband raised the cane for the second stroke. He made her wait even longer for this ...troke. It was a habit of his when administering a severe punishment to allow a long pause between the first and second strokes. With the offender still squirming under the agony of the initial stroke he liked to allow this pause to give them time to reflect on the significance of the first encounter between their naked flesh and the cane and to. We ate and went back to playing. At around 10, I decided to set my plan in motion. Alex Im tired lets go to bed. I told him. So early? Fine. You can have the bed, and Ill take the extra mattress. Alex said. Alright, sounds good. I responded. We went to Alexs bedroom. Hey Jake help me pull out the mattress would you? Alex asked me. Sure. I said. I got on the opposite side of him and we pulled it out. I went into his closet and grabbed a pillow and blanket and threw it on him. Thanks. Alex said.. "No, notBobbie..." He looked around. "Where am I? Who are..."Recognition dawned as she splayed her tiny hands inwards. "Oh, fuck.Tim. It's me, Faye..." She sank to her knees and sobbed."It's me," she whimpered. "...Faye." That magnificent, shimmery hairshook and quaked.A small part of Tim's mind reverted back to old patterns. Cousin Ittreference number six hundred and sixty four.... "Faye? Thank god." Timpointed to himself. "Well, at least I can think..." Head swivelingslowly and taking stock. She was careful not to dislodge the nipple suctioncups there, but I felt every blow as she moved to a stingy flogger. I wasmoaning and gyrating now with the rhythm of the blows, my mind no longercaring what was happening when rather suddenly, I began to shudder. Gwencontinued her assault on my crotch with the upward stroke and I wascumming! There had been no direct contact at all. I had been flogged toa climax! Mistress looked at me, then at Gwen,"she is cumming like a gurl!" There was no.