He pulled me close so we were touching all the way down as his hands rested on my hips. I had no choice but to put my arms up around him and I sighed ...s he held me and began to move his feet in time with the music. His fingers spread open so they were resting on the top of my butt and I closed my eyes as we danced. I could feel the bulge at his crotch and I wanted to rub myself against it. My head was on his shoulder and he dipped his head so his mouth was right next to my ear."Feel what you do. The monks long,brown habit brushed off Oliver's bottom as he raised the cane to administer to Natasha. "Fuck,what a turn on," Natasha whispered as the Abbot brought the cane down in one swift,practiced stroke.She screamed out.The cane came down again and again.Natasha felt as if her bottom was on fire.The Abbot felt Oliver move,he still had his left hand on Oliver's back.The Abbot guess correctly that Oliver was sexually excited,but he was concentrating too much on caning and enjoying the. After sometime covering all my eyes, I was slipping into sleep which was again disturbed by the same girl.She:- “Hey, by the way…thank you for helping me to get on to train”With this all my sleep got disturbed and once my sleep is disturbed then I would not get sleep again for about 2 hrs, it’s kind of habit due to my odd office timings.Me:- “It’s okay, no problem…helping is in my nature :)”Now I started making conversation with her as I was not feeling sleepy and wanted to pass sometime, by. I’ve seen the Admiral take her from behind many times.”“Why don’t we finish by visiting The Tudors?” I suggested, patriotically.My guide obediently shut the lift doors and once more its motors whirred into life. This time we appeared to be ascending. The haunting sounds of lute and harp music could be heard through the closed lift doors as we juddered to a stop.They opened to reveal a long stone-columned cloister stretching towards a huge log fire. Lighting was from banks of candles on wrought.