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I’ve recently realised that I am a bit of an exhibitionist. I must have been all along but it took Jon to bring it out in me. Jon then decided to spin the wheel right round a few times and then let go. It kept turning another 3 times before stopping with me upside-down. While I was going round I had some strange feelings. Apart from getting a bit dizzy I ebony was starting to get excited, but I don’t know why (not that I’m complaining). Jon left me upside-down for about 5 minutes before coming back with the remote controlled vibrator and easily pushing it into me. When he switched it on it felt like it was sliding further into me and the pleasure black that I was getting from it seemed to be increased. I don’t know if it was because I was upside-down and my blood was rushing to my head, or what, but I was coming to an orgasm fast. Jon spotted this and switched the vibe off. He wasn’t ready for me to come yet. He decided to get the big black dick vibe out of me but he couldn’t manage to get it and his poking around in me was just what I needed to make me cum. Jon was a bit disappointed by that and decided to un-strap me and let me down. Because I had cum before he wanted me to he decided to punish me again. This time I had to lay face down on the bottom part of the ‘whipping-T’ (Jon took the dildo out first). He then fastened my wrist over the top part of the ‘T’ and my ankles to the legs of the bottom part of the ‘T’. This left me in an ‘L’ shape with my pubic bone pressing against the ‘T’ and my ass and pussy in a very vulnerable position. This time Jon decided to use the cane, fortunately he only gave me 5 strokes, the last one got my pussy with the tip of the cane and I screamed before saying “5 - thank you Master.” He left me restrained there bbc for what seemed like hours before sending me to bed. I’d been pressing my pubic bone onto the ‘T’ trying to get some relief from the desires that had been started earlier and then been inflamed when the cane got my pussy with the last stroke, but relief was not to come and when Jon sent me to bed he cuffed my wrists behind my back so that I couldn’t finish myself off. That was very frustrating and I’m sure that Jon knew what he was doing. Week commencing October 5 Quite a boring week really, Jon worked late most nights and I didn’t see him much. Even my trip to Tesco was busty boring, I didn’t see anyone trying to see up my short skirt or see Bridie. I guess that I’d picked her day off. Saturday October 10 We went into town in the morning. Jon had me wear just my shoes and my coat. While we were in town he bought me a suspender belt and some stockings. It’s going to be nice to have something to keep me a bit warmer when I go out over the next 6 months or so. I just hope that I can wear the suspender belt without it showing below my short dresses. I hit that sucker at somewhere well north of ninety miles an hour and he went all the way through the shell and padding and put a big bull’s eye bruise right in the middle of my forehead. When she returned to the rest of us, I asked, “Did you enjoy showing the world your naked body?” With shaky hands Hermione pushes the skirt down bbc her thighs and lets it fall to the floor. Falling asleep had become an utter nightmare for him. Debra came to our bed t on the Sunday morning but we did not have sex she told me that Kurt had sex twice with her last night and Hans had her twice once in her black arse before they went to sleep and he had just had her again before she came to me she said he did not beat her like last time he busty was here. My family never had a lot of money (unlike Ethan’s) and I’d never had much interest in keeping up ebony with the latest fashions. A different kind of collar would be around his junk. Oh, Mrs. Albertson! “If we are honest this work that I need your help with might be big black dick something the law clerks might have objections to, but I doubt you will end in a worse predicament than you are now,” I said, making sure to not speak so loud that nearby people could hear us. “What kind of ‘something,’ Chad?”