We parked easily and went into the shopping mall we went straight into a Debenhams. We went to the woman’s section and we looked at the skirts there...I said right I think you should buy a mini skirt to start with and it has to be the shortest in the shop she smirked and picked out this denim one that I swear blind was the size of a belt. She tried it on and she looked amazing. We then looked at the shoes and picked some boots out knee length and stiletto high heel. We then walked to the. He spread her legs and pulled her to himself, and waited for what seemed to her an eternity with her legs forced open and vagina wet, red, puffy, and exposed after having been so harshly forced to provide sexual pleasure to her lover's throbbing dick. But even after such unfair abuse, all her pussy wanted was to be ravaged one more time by her husband's strong, thick cock. After this long, sexually-straining pause, she realized that he was no longer touching her, but she was still being held in. “Please sir, it was the alcohol Sir..I didn’t mean to be disobedient. I didn’t mean to be a brat Sir…pleazzze…no whip Sir, anything but the whip on my pussy. Anyth…UMMMAA”Her pleading speech cut off suddenly as he jammed the handle of his most dreaded short leather pleated whip in between her teeth and lips.“Okay you protesting little bitch. I won’t whip your tender pussy….yet!” he barked into her shocked face. “But the moment you drop this whip, is the moment I take it and whip your thighs and. At first I thought someone was trying to grab the pole to hold on, until I realized the hand continued to massage my ass cheeks. Being shy, and this having never happened to me before, I didn’t turn around to see who it was. Enjoying what was going on, I was hoping the people around me wouldn’t notice what was happening. The hand slowly slid to the front of my body until it stopped on my upper thigh.I could now see it belonged to a man. Continuing to move his hand upward on my thigh, he reached.