It was a few days after Anne and Mike had enjoyed anal pleasure, and a little pain (which Anne had asked Mike to administer), that Mike’s mobile rang. He saw it was Anne. but was at work, so had to reject it, but found a quiet place to ring her right back.

“Hi Anne,” he whispered, “how goes it?”

“Mike, I know we have some thinking to do about us, but I need you again. I’ve had some really naughty thoughts about you, and you might need to punish me a little.”

Mike’s pulse rose a bit, and so did his cock. “Is that so?” he said, “Well I can’t let that go unpunished can I?”

“No, I don’t suppose you can Mike. Phil is off on business tomorrow. Maybe you could come around some time?”

“Our lucky day then, since Linda is off to visit her mother!”

Next day, Mike sneaked in to Anne’s side door with his key. Anne met him in the kitchen and they embraced fiercely.

She took his hand and led him upstairs to her room. The curtains were closed but Anne had laid out some ropes and a paddle on the bed.

“Mike,” she whispered, “I told you I was very naughty, thinking naughty thoughts about your cock. I need to be punished but you need to tie me up so I can’t run away.”

“Your right Anne, get on the bed face down, while I tie you up!”

Anne lay down and Mike tied her ankles and wrists to the bed ends.

She writhed on the bed as Mike strode around her, removing his shirt and chinos, then letting his cock spring out towards her.

Mike loved walking around with his cock springing up and down. He lifted fhe paddle and gave her a gentle tap on the buttocks. She moaned a little and Mike stuck two fingers into her hard wet cunt, while pulling her buttocks aside and stroking her crack. Whack, he hit her harder.

She screamed, so he pushed her panties into her mouth and hit her once again. “How’s that bitch?” he whispered, “Are you sorry, or do you need more smacking?”

Anne moaned through her gag but nodded her head. Mike hit her again, harder. He could hear her scream into the gag. “More?” he shouted.

“Mmmmmmh mmmh” Anne nodded excitedly.

Mike hit her again twice, then forced several fingers into the leaking cunt below her. He hit her again, “You naughty bitch, I think you need fucking in the ass!” he growled.

Again Anne nodded. Mike brought the gel from her bedroom drawer and put a lot into her hole. He removed the gag. “And now you’re going to get fucked. Do you want that hard or soft bitch?”

“Fuck me hard, you cunt.” Anne shouted at him.

“Ok” Mike shouted, you asked for it!” He stretched her buttocks and pushed a finger into her, then he began to lick her thighs all the way up to and around her hole.

Anne was straining at her bonds as she writhed on the bed. Mike was licking around her anus and suddenly stuck his tongue in to her.

“Yes!” Anne screamed, “yes! fuck me Mike ride my hole deep, yes!”

Mike smacked her a few more times until her buttocks were red. Then gently, he mounted her from the rear. He felt like ramming her hard with his cock, but knew he could damage her, so went slow with more gel. Anne went with him so they were both thrusting at the same time, but gently. Anne was getting more and more ecstatic as the pain from her rear flesh mingled with the sexual high from her anus.

“Mike,” she cried “keep going darling – ram me hard now, I love you!”

But Mike didn’t. He slowed down and began to thrust, about one every second, but deeper, far deeper. Anne felt as if her body was going to fall apart. She had lost control and could only be part of that one glorious sensation.

“Mike,” she cried, “I love you so much, darling, you make me feel that I’m floating on the end of a string and you’re pulling me along in the wind. Every tug you give me sends me into ecstasy.”

“That’s a coincidence darling,” said Mike. “I feel the same ecstasy when you ask me to pull you’re string.”

Mike and Anne knew exactly when to climax together and did it with a loud scream, Mike’s cock exploding far inside Anne. She purred as the hot cum settled inside her, “Oh Mike, that was so wonderful. I shouldn’t really say, but you seem to know what I like even more than Phil does!”

Mike and Anne slept in each other’s arms for a while but had to get up so that Mike could ‘come home from work’. Neither had told their spouses about this particular date – it was just between them.

“Anne,” said Mike, “you know I don’t like hurting you. Are you Ok?”

“Don’t be silly Mike, you know I love it, but its sweet of you to ask.”

“I really mean it though Anne. I suppose I’m a bit scared of hurting you Anne, because I like doing it. Its a bit crazy. You know I love you.”

“Oh Mike I think I’m falling for you as well, but we really can not let ourselves can we?”