In our hotel room, Amy reached into her suitcase for a pair of wrist cuffs, and looked at me and said, "Strip, and get on the bed on your belly."
I did, and she put the cuffs on my wrists, and tied them to the bed posts then produced a cane and
I was sobbing after fifty.
She continued til one hundred strokes were delivered as I was crying loudly.
She applied cold cream to my red sore buttocks,
then undid the cuffs, and rolled me over to see my flaccid penis.
"Oh dear, not interested?' she asked, smiling.
"Urrrrhh," I mumbled.
"Let's see about that. Legs up!"
I lifted my legs, and she began stroking my penis with her left hand, with her right index finger in my ass
and I moaned loudly as I shot a load onto my chest.
She giggled, and fetched tissue to clean me up.
"My turn," she said, as she undressed, and got up and straddled my face.
She gasped and moaned and came several times,
then she got off me, to lay down next to me.
We lay together quietly, and fell asleep on top of the covers.
Later when I got up to pee, I moved her and me under the covers, and we slept through the night.
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