I was really disappointed but with boss around I just kept quiet looking straight. we reached the airport and my boss had some last minute instruction... for me hugged his wife and went for checking in. we waited till he went for immigration and waved for the last time and started back .I was excited to travel with Sudha alone and she was calm showing nothing on her face. when we reached the car she asked me for the keys and I thought she wanted to drive back’s handed the keys to her and waited. Six of them in all. Six with the belt had brought her to orgasm on her first fucking night under his practised Disciplinarian's hand. He could define the criss crossing of their landing sites. The last three must have been agony for her, coming as they had necessarily had to, on top of the fresh welts of the first lot. Yet it had been those three that had made her come. Oh yes. Yes. She was the one. She was the one he had been waiting all his life for. * The weather had, during the course of. “Ethan -- I need to go -- I don’t think I can hold it!”“Some of the punishment solutions I’ve seen can induce colitis that lasts for days. Maybe he stuffs a butt plug into you so no matter how bad the cramping there’s no relief.”“Ethan ... please ... I need to go!”“Let’s say he adds some humiliation to the mix and keeps you like this until the cramping is so intense you lose control of your sphincter and have an involuntary, explosive expulsion all over the floor. Or, maybe he slaps a diaper on. They were probably perfect. The only issue was that there was no good way to get off on it.Suddenly her eyes caught something interesting near the tables that were put up nearby. A saw. She could cut down the pole, straddle it and then rub her now rather damp panties against it. She stumbled over and grabbed it and walked back. Her idea was fucking great! Or at least that was her perception of it. She knelt at the bottom of the pole and started using the saw.“Made of some really hard wood, this.