He stood up and walked over the dresser, taking something out of the box. She waved her ass in the air and asked, "where are you going?"
CRACK!
Something struck her ass. It stung in the most delicious way.
"What the hell..."
CRACK!
It hit her again.
"Don't speak!" he commanded. He dragged the tip of the crop across her cunt. "Do you like it? Nod your head yes or no."
She nodded yes softly and smiled.
"Say the 'safety' word if you remember it," he queried.
She remembered before they got married when their sex life was "more interesting" they agreed to use "Uncle" as a safety word when sex got "too scary."
"Uncle," she said quietly.
"Good. Now, what is it you would like most of all? You may speak," he stated.
"Lick me," she said. At that moment the whip struck again. This time striking her burning cunt as well as her ass. The stinging made her stick her ass up higher. She was sure this made her look very wanton, as wanton as she felt!
"Lick what?" he asked/
"Lick me... down there..." she said, waving her ass only to get another blow from he whip.
"You mean your CUNT?" he said. They never talked dirty in bed before. She was wondering if this was really her husband. "I want you to beg," he demanded.
"Please, lick my hot pussy!" she said.
"You want me to lick your cunt?" he asked rhetorically.
"Oh fuck! Please lick my clit. It's so hot. I need it bad." She started getting into the act.
CRACK!
"Ouch, what was that for?" she exclaimed.
CRACK!
"Don't speak unless I say... If you want me to lick your pussy you need to earn it. I think you should suck my cock!" he said.
She turned around and pulled down his underwear. She grabbed his manhood and started stroking it. She caught the motion of the whip just before it hit.