But this woman was quick…as if she was anticipating my movements; she grabbed hold of my wrist. Sex Still, I stepped into the shower and washed myself, my hair…and when I stepped outside; I felt clean and refreshed. Was my husband aware of this? In doing so, we want you to be clean.” She continued with the preparation, and what she said next made my whole body shiver in fear. WHACK! I heard some commotion in the bathroom…and I became very fearful. I took the few steps until she motioned me to stop. Again and again, the strap arched through the air and landed on my ass…often, my upper thighs were struck. I knew that my pussy was very moist and aroused. The sheer embarrassment and humiliation of this ordeal…and too, I had to continue to deal with the unendurable sensations…my bowels were filled and I was bloating. I began to twitch back and forth, as if I thought I could avoid the line of fire by trying to move my buttocks wherever her hand wasn’t. In a submissive state of mind…it was used to grasp his cock, my rectum was to store his cum when he would reach his orgasm.
