She bit her lip; I could tell she was in her own world and wanted to stay there. For myself, I was now feeling an eruption coming and I pincered the n...b at the top of her slit to help Bronwen's lift-off before the inevitable. I was coming, I tried to hold for seconds, then all resistance became futile as a rush of hot fluid pushed its way up my penis and into her, delivering to me an ecstatic release. I felt her feel the hot lava inside her then shiver and tremble and shake until she could no. I can cry and yell and scream..but nobody will hear it apart form she and I. This now really had me very much on edge.Had I stupidly bitten off more than I could chew..? I again heard her behind me. She was gauging her distance by tapping my bottom a little. Then that stopped, a whoosh was heard at just about the same time the cane sliced into my butt..I couldn’t help it I yelped and swore...Mistress said 10 more strokes for using profanities. It was useless trying to argue because more would. Although Alexa wasn't frightened, she did feel excited ... and frustrated that there was nothing for her to do. Véronique had made sure she was thoroughly cleaned - both outside AND in - and her hair had been brushed until it shone. Then even Véronique had sent her away because she was 'too busy'. "Go and play, ma pétite s?ur-ésclave!" But there was nothing to do and Alexa was BORED!Eventually, she found her way down to the kitchens. It was a hive of frenzied activity with the máitre-chéf. Instantly, her head cleared. She started to push herself up on her arms, to try to get the dog off of her. This was very wrong. This was unthinkable. She could not let this happen!"NOOOOO! No, you mustn't. No. No. Nooooo!"Gus growled right in her ear. She froze where she was. She desperately tried to decide if she had a chance to fight the dog. She had a vision of lying on the bathroom tiles with her throat torn out. While she was trying to decide, Gus took the initiative. The dog drove his.