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WARNING Females can be cruelI can honestly say that every man who Fucked me, was different. I am not saying if every cock I sampled was stuck into a glory-hole, I would know its owner.Sex with men is different, because so many things personal to that particular man, inside you, is complex.His needs, desires, impressions, perversions, and kinks, all roll-up into a drive that makes him fuck me, in his fashion, unique only to him and the way he does it.My husbands friend, John, was a tad eccentric, an ex-public schoolboy, who might have been subjected to caning, and derived a sexual perversion in applying it to women, willing enough, to be caned.As far as I know, he had never attained that perversion, in fact, according to all who knew him, John mounting a female, was beyond him, so masturbation was his main release, well that was until he had more access to me.Hubby had known John for many years through work and most of the female employees, humoured him, keeping him at arm length, especially after he had consumed alcohol, his eccentricity and inability to separate his perception of females in fantasy and of those in real life, had frightened some girls.At one point in time he took John to dinner along with a secretary, hubby was having sex with. She was married and had a good sex drive, hence hubby, before I knew him, was shagging her, and he, being who he is, invited John, hoping to help him get a leg over this girl, who was unaware of his intentions.She was a tad uneasy with John but after consuming more than a bottle of wine, her demeanour was changing, as she became more dominant around John, suddenly realising him as sexually immature, and John of course wanting to discipline her, for even suggesting his inferiority.Hubby had noticed this sexual tension between them and steered the conversation into less sexual and more factual, as both were intelligent and aggressive. On asking both a question, hubby got different answers from two determined people, eager to prove their superior knowledge.Hubby offered a solution to their stand-off, if John was right, she had to let John take her knickers kadıköy escort off.She accepted, determined she was right, and in return, she demanded to cane John across his bare ass.Job well done hubby, he had done it, either whoever was right, they were going to sexually expose themselves to each other.They all went back to Johns house, which was on the outskirts of town, and after removing their coats more drinks were served and John went on-line to research their answers.John was wrong and genuinely taken aback, she on the other hand developed a dominatrix personality, and was clearly turned-on with both winning and administering the punishment to be.After a few more drinks John stood up and demanded she administer his punishment, as he was ready and man enough to take his medicine, she on the other hand wanted to milk it, and demand John retrieve a selection of canes and straps, firm enough to mark and inflict pain.John went out into the darkness of the night to rummage in his garden shed for a selection of canes, ‘You’re into this, aren’t you’? Hubby asked her outright, and she replied, ‘He’s a strange bastard and I think he will get off when I do it’, she said, trying to justify what she was about to do by claiming all the office girls thought as much, and now she had an opportunity, to prove it.John came back and threw down some canes, ‘You choose’, demanded John, and she picked one up and run it through her hand, slowly caressing its length and each knobbly bit that slid through her hand.A few swishes to determine its tensile strength, she stood open-legged and faced John, nodding at him she calmly said, ‘Ok John, Take your pants and underpants off for me’.John did as he was told and as he put his garments across the back of a seat, hubby could see his penis was thickening and starting to stand.John made no effort to hide this fact, solely concentrating on her, as she stood face on, casting her eyes up and down his full length.’Take your shirt off too John, I may as well see everything’, she said, üsküdar escort part drunk with alcohol and part drunk with desirous sadism.John reached around his waist and pulled his shirt off, naked and brazen, cock to attention, thrusting at her in defiance, one wonder what her husband would make of this scene.She turned to my hubby and asked him to bind Johns’ hands. John retorted he could take the punishment without his hands bound, but hubby intervened and suggested to John it might be a good idea, so there was no excuse, he agreed and was bound.He stood in the middle of the room as she weighed him up, ‘Can I hit you anywhere’, she asked John, he pondered the question as she moved towards him and without warning, smashed the cane against his penis and testes.John cried out in obvious pain, dropping to his knees and resting his forehead on the carpeted floor.He swore, ‘You fucking Cunt’, she laughed, ‘Not so hard now sweetie’, she mocked, and strode over to the settee, lifted a cushion, removed its cover and moved behind John, who was still kneeling in discomfort.As John looked back at her, she pulled the cushion cover over his head, took his tie from the back of the chair, where it lay over his shirt, and secured the cushion in place, tying around his neck.John remained in this position as she bent over him, ‘Now you will see how bad I can be’, and she stood up, brought the cane high above her head, and brought it down hard across his naked shoulders.There was a muffled cry from within the cushion and an angry raw red welt rose as the cane moved away.’You Fucking wimp’, she cried, ‘Cant take it little boy’, my hubby watched this unfold, fascinated and sexually aroused, ‘I had a hard-on’, he told me and when John asked for him to remove the hooded cushion, my husband retorted, ‘You need to beg her John’.Of course he knew Johns determination to dominate her, but he could not see her and she was on a sexual high, determined to gratify her new found lust in drawing more blood, as she continually moved around him, cane raised, looking for a soft spot, tuzla escort and another cry of pain.’Get to your feet, you weak man’, she tormented him about his inadequacy to Fuck a real woman’, and when John did eventually get up, she honed-in on his Penis.Standing in front of him, with inches between them, she held him in her hand, ‘You like that, dont you’? Hubby thought at this point she would relieve him as she pulled on him gently, talking softly and gently tugging him, hubby could see John was responding and she knew it as a wicked smile broke across her face.’Pain first John, then pleasure’, was her verbal ultimatum, and in the intervening silence she drew her tongue along the nape of his neck and into his ear, ‘Pain then I fuck you John’, she kept whispering into his ear, finally John succumbed to her stroking and tongue probing, ‘OK, be quick’, he gasped as she broke off and laid into him with a force and ferocity that startled my husband.She was possessed, the cane snapped and broke in two, unperturbed she snatched another and whipped his writhing body, now in red welts and bloodied.In the end she collapsed into the chair and threw the cane onto his prostate body, sweat pouring from her.Hubby was cleaning himself as he had been masturbating, ‘Enjoy that you dirty bastard. What about me’?Hubby looked at her and pointed to John lying curled on the carpet, she looked down in disdain, ‘You ready to Fuck John’, she asked him, and John rolled over onto his back as if to emphasize her handiwork had taken the lust from his loins, his cock was flaccid.Undeterred she got up and took her clothes off, ‘Watch this’, she said to hubby, squatting over his face, still encased in the cushion, and she released a jet of hot yellow piss onto the cushion, while pulling it into his face to show the outline of his nose and mouth, soon it was wet and piss running out of the side, ‘Drink John, drink my hot piss’, as her bladder was emptied onto his outline and her vaginal lips were pressed onto his.John drank in his final humiliation and she masturbated over his face, using his nose as the insertion she needed at orgasm.Rising she turned and looked back at his dead penis, ‘Fucking waste of meat’ she murmured under her breath, brought her foot around and ground his balls into his carpet, now soaked in her piss and his blood.’Call me a Taxi’, she commanded my husband, or you are next, he obliged and John never talks about this, somehow I am not surprised.

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