I now knew S&M not as icing on Sarah's cake, nor the reluctantly craved punishment for my inadequacies and conscience, but as the stuff that saved me,...redeemed and made me feel alive again. Tori and David really had been too Vanilla, because under Margaret's harsher regime, I flourished.However, I was not permitted to remain a lady of leisure. Margaret quickly introduced me to a regime of strict training. First I learned to dress how she liked her femme to dress, and oddly I found that I very. We usually drive into Franklin for supplies,” he told me.“May I presume that you don’t get a lot of visitors out this way?” I asked.“No not strangers, but we have local people who stop in to visit on Sundays and sometimes on holidays. We go to church over to Aquone some Sundays. The Women folks are big on attending church regular,” he told me before finishing his coffee just as I was finishing my own breakfast.“There’s plenty to do,” he told me following that rising from his chair, and I. Mistress Gretchen cupped the back of cheerleader Cheryl's blonde head withone hand. She tapped a tongue depressor against Cheryl's perfect white teeth. "Open." Cheryl parted her teeth. Gretchen pushed the tongue depressor in deep, stimulatingthe vomit reflex. Cheryl yorked up over her tits. Gretchen wiggled the tonguedepressor against Cheryl's tonsils to keep her gagging and choking until herstomach was emptied completely. To be sure, she kept Cheryl yorking up in aseries of agonising dry. He was scared that she would resist but he continued pushing his cock in further when he saw Abby arching her head upwards and gasping in both pain and pleasure. ‘I’m going to put it deep inside you and so we can both have fun okay, Abby?’ asked Jeff.Abby did not reply but continued to gasp in pleasure with her eyes closed. So, Jeff took that as a yes. He positioned her thighs to look like the shape of ‘M’ and he climbed on top of her with his hard cock still clamped in between her pussy lips..