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    This was not supposed to be happening. After seeing the dungeon, his immediate plan had been to show Liz how he dominated Louise, and in doing so would influence the sales lady into dropping her drawers, allowing Him to do the same to her. However, when the first lash landed on his protruding butt cheeks, this surprise reversal had come full circle.

    Doug could tell by the way Catwoman/Liz was wielding that whip that she was no novice, and when she ordered him to count the strokes, it was obviously done to humiliate him further, especially in front of his wife, who seemed to be encouraging Mistress Liz in his utter debasement.

    This position with his arms forced strainingly up behind him, with the spreaderbar actually making his butt cheeks part, was indeed humiliating enough. But the devious vixen had found his weakness, or any man's for that matter. Initially when the bent over, now slave, felt her soft fingers on his cock, doug thought she was actually going to give him some pleasure( he could feel the precum ooze out). That idea was short-lived however, when he felt the sheath go around the entire length of his semi hard manhood, and the horror of those prickly little needles threatened to puncture his sensitive skin if he got an erection.

    He could he not let himself get hard!

    However, when Ms. Cockrill began stripping off the catsuit, and even from his bent over state, nature took it's course...He began sweating bullets as his painful report reverrated around the walls of the dungeon.

    Both ladies seemed to enjoy watching him suffer, especially when Liz freed Louise and offered her the whip. For the first time in their relationship, the usually bound and gagged wife was about to whip her husband, to the encouragment of Ms. Cockrill. Even though he tried to relax his hind cheeks in an effort to relieve the burning buildup, the sizzling stripes seared his ass, as he squirmed and blurted out each number. It was one thing to be have his ass whipped by a perfect stranger, but it was quite another to be flogged by his own wife!

    How humiliating indeed! In one afternoon the once proud dominant man had been ignominiously reduced from Master Doug to slave doug.
    Last edited by DungeonMaster6; 02-28-2007 at 04:14 PM. Reason: Need to add more to story

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