1. 6 Sex and my amazing wife part 1


    Date: 7/6/2015, Categories: BDSM, Hardcore, Author: alibodge, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    fireplace its job done. That stripe blistered instantly my eyes would not leave her tender flesh now marked with this livid blistered line. She grabbed me and kissed me with a passion that spoke of; you see you do want to do this and it also spoke of thanks her enjoyment of the pain all in one. We made love on the carpet in front of the fire, her under me the blistered rump working against the carpet, not the vanilla love of the last two years, or the passionate love of the young hopeful, but a baser love a deep passionate urgent coupling, that said we were starting a long dark trail that we must walk together just to see where it led. Come the dawn my wife was having trouble sitting for breakfast, Devon our butler raised his eyebrow but said nothing, serving the meal as usual. We, that`s Sue and I went about our normal routine without comment, but it was obvious we needed to talk. So I dismissed Devon and told him we were not to be disturbed, and the conversation then went something like this; I said that “I was sorry if I had hurt her badly last evening.” She in return said she was “sorry if she had embarrassed me, and that I was not the one who should be sorry!” I asked if she had regrets in the cold light of day and she replied an emphatic “NO”, going on to say “if I had wanted to I could have hurt her lot more if I had felt the need and she would have been most grateful!” She did say that she wished we had had `proper instruments` though as the poker had been too ...
    stiff really and perhaps her riding crop would help for a stopgap, but despite that she was now happy that I would carry out any wish she had in the future. Ever practical she did say that she now thought we should have a medic on the site especially if we did go down the BDMS holiday route. Today she had had trouble dressing her wounds and we would find our elderly local doctor an inquisitive soul if we had to use him regularly. I could see her point. We chatted on about the new venture, was it feasible, would the rooms convert cheaply, what about staff, all that sort of stuff. Where would we get the dungeon equipment, and of course clients? She suggested we would need a resident jailer, to see things didn`t get out of hand, and her idea for clients was to set the price so that the wanabee fetish couples could afford to use the facilities, rather than the hard bitten master and slave types. She said that if she had been able to use a dungeon some time back things probably would never have been so bad, she could have had a short holiday with her dad and he could have beaten her as he would without the repressive mother being involved which had been the damper on their fun. Thus they could have got this fetish out in the open. Now he had died and for her, it was too late she wanted to be humiliated, degraded, used generally and hurt badly. I pressed the bell for Devon, he had been in this f****y for years he was unshakeable and totally reliable, best of all he was tight lipped. ...
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