He was tremendously self consciouswhile shopping although he tried to act as normal as possible, still hecould not help thinking everyone was looking ...t him. In fact one or twotimes he did hear someone say something like "Look at that." He did notdare to look at them to see if they were pointing to him, since hishumiliation would have been even greater. He simply had to find someway out of this new relationship.But, life continued as it had been. Then one evening several monthslater there. After twelve strokes, I cried like a baby, after fifteen my arse seemed to go a little numb and I noted the wicked satisfaction on the faces of the smiling women, after eighteen the squirming induced by the cane had my cock fully erect beneath me as I watched my dominant mistress work her way to breaking me. I could not quite believe it but the sense of eroticism mow outweighed the pain; I was now enjoying the torment, I wanted to be broken. After 21 strokes I was close to coming on the bench. Even though the sun was streaming through the windows and Janet could hear the sounds of traffic below, all she cared about was using this how little slave girl!She grabbed and lusted after her hungrily, taking possession of her body again and again. Janet forgot then pain that she continued to endure, and used Tyler completely.Tyler responded, matching her lustful thrusts. They ground their hips together, and Janet moaned when she felt her nipples sucked and teased. Janet did the same to. The room where the fun happens. Apparently, even after a night of torture, she still needed to endure whatever her master had in store for her. Breathing slowly to calm herself, Elizabeth bobbed her head, Yes, Master&hellip, Kurt left her then and she found her way into the bathroom, hopping into the large shower. Her body was sore from sleeping on the hard ground and the hot water rushing over her skin helped to alleviate it. The dirt and dust which had clung to her skin rinsed down the drain..