I remember we had parked up in a gateway to some field, not blocking it and out of sight from the road but I suppose it did belong to some farmer and ...e wasn't happy that we had parked up there."Shit who's that?" I said waking up suddenly."I don't know," she shirked holding on to me tightly.From the light streaming through the curtains I could tell it was morning."Come on get out of here," shouted the irate farmer, banging on the roof again."We best get out of here," I said but neither of us. ’ Su-li it was that was entrusted with caning the Countess, and thirty hard strokes of a bamboo cane were deemed sufficient. ‘Just make sure she cries,’ Sir Gordon said, as he came to see the final act of Celia’s ‘training.’ She did, and was sent home to the Count with buttocks so welted and red that she would not be able to sit comfortably for a week or so. Our next client was not due for three more days, and that time was filled with more ‘training’ for ourselves. Daphne was given a taste of. Sarah was almost as excited as me as her breathing increased and she nodded her head.Sarah pulled her blouse off her shoulders and I was presented with a very very nice set of breasts, at least the size of grapefruits being pushed together by a very sexy, demi-cup push up bra. 'ohhh myyy' I gasped as she threw the blouse to the ground. "They are spectacular' I moaned as I stared alternately at her cleavage and her eyes and then to her now hard nipples protruding through the thin material. I was. I reach up and feel the collar still snug around my neck. I feel the empty hook wear the leash latched to it. How erotic it was to be led around like a bitch in heat at the mercy of my wicked friends. I sigh and think the fantasy was over too fast.I remove the collar and as I take off my dress I hear the door open. Joe is home. Joe, the stupid, little-dicked fuck who just cheated on me with me without even knowing it. How pathetic can he get? Just then, I decide to see if he will show any signs.