When I was licking off the last bit of juices that were left from her thong, I heard her give a soft moan. Quickly I placed her thong back and went ...ack to work, but she staid there watching me work while she fingered herself. When I finished, I began to put my tools back into my tool box. At the same time I heard her get on her bed. When I came out of her bathroom, I was shocked to see her on her bed naked fingering herself. She then asked, "How did my thong taste?" I blushed knowing that. The window looked out onto the back garden which was mostly lawn and a few trees. In the distance I could see the tower of the church in the nearby village.“This is the Mistress bedroom as we call it. Originally the cottage had three bedrooms, but we stole one of them and made an en-suite. So much easier when we have guests.”She led me along a short corridor and opened another door. A much smaller room with a much smaller queen-sized bed. Very prettily decorated and looking out from the front. I aimed lower still, landing a real beauty on his naked flesh. "No more, Jim! Please!" he pleaded. I chuckled inside with sadistic delight, for I had this French Fancy just where I wanted him. He should have known better than to have so flippantly underestimated the power of the cane."Half way," I said to him, but in truth I was halfway to paradise. My cock was twitching and straining in my trackies as our CMNM scene progressed. His hairy arsehole was intermittently on view as he squirmed. Between his glaring eyes andmy fear, we deadlocked in a silent dance that I was going to lose, oneway or another, and I knew it. Sitting there like that, knowing that Ihad to tell him something, did nothing for my self esteem, especiallywhen mom came in and sat on the corner of the desk. Other than my gymclasses, I was an all A student, so they were at a loss about myactions, and they both wanted to know what was going on. There was onlyone way out of the mess I was in, and knowing that I was.