Unquestioning, unflinching obedience is what makes me happy. So here I stand in front of the door, and from the sounds inside I know that my slaves ...re not doing as they are supposed to. I can hear them making noise, and I should hear nothing. It would seem that after our last little ‘episode’, the punishments were not harsh enough. I open the door quietly, and slowly move into the doorway into the living room. What I see there is of no great surprise to me. Billy, my male slave, is. What do you expect from an English major who likes to read books under an arch in the Gorge? Brenda handed me an envelope. She had written “From Both Of Us” on the front and as she gave it to me she said that I couldn’t open it until I got back to my room that night. We drank a little more eggnog and eventually said good-bye for the break. When I opened the card that night I found a photo of Brenda and Sue with an arm around each other. Both were topless. Brenda was wearing black panties. But I. Then, she was fine.All the horribleness just faded into nothing, and there was simply a pretty girl here who wanted to kiss me. And I wanted to kiss her back. She pulled away from me quickly, seeming surprised as I, and stared at me, her expression unreadable. I squeezed her waist harder, and her fingers around my dick came back to life. Our breathing became shallower, and a small whimper escaped her lips. I’d like to think that she was as aroused as I was, but I’ll never know, because along. I said I can’t she said it’s your wish. Don’t come to my home to sort things ok. I will tell everybody then your life will be like hell. Then u will ok. Ok aunty please don’t be angry. I am coming in these clothes on. My heart was bouncing what this lady is going to do with me. With doubtful thought & sadness.I went to her house. It was really humiliating waking from my house to her house in the lane. What will happen panties were too tight that anybody saw the panty lines. I rang the bell then.