She admitted that she didn’t like doing some of the things I made her do, but she did get a sexual thrill from being made to do them. I smiled at th...t and reminded her that ‘there can be only one’ to which she nodded and softly spoke “yes master” with a grin plastered on her face. After our short chat she left my room but not before I had her give my cock a quick kiss and suck, which she did so with a little moan of displeasure. We both remained clothed as I fingered her bare pussy without. "Oh, I forgot to mention; after you've licked my asshole, we'll see how you take the whip before we discuss your golfing business. I find it helps loosen the tongue and help us come to agreements in our favour, so much quicker." The two women smiled wickedly as he went white, and Mistress Elaine Calder took great pride in leading the frightened cur to her friend's huge and eager asshole, before poor Gordon could bleat for mercy.Lana knelt on a padded bench, her feet slightly apart; her huge. The rapier had cut Francine just below the thorax and in the upper part of the same breast that The Lady Fortescue had scratched all those long weeks ago at the start of Warrior Slave Francine's journey into pain and ecstasy. The faint scars from that attack could still be seen and now Francine's medium sized and once perfect breast would have a fresh mark in the years to come, for the cut was deep and would never fade completely.Francine shook her head."No, my sweet. I must get no medical. I took another sip and put the mug down. I felt fuzzy, but my head wasno longer pounding. I looked up into Pamela's eyes. They were hard.Suddenly she reached out and grabbed my throat and squeezed. I coughedand struggled and choked and she let go.I spat out. "Wha you do that fowah?" I coughed again. "Wha happen tomayee voice?" Wha you do?" Pamela laughed."Why you laugh? This not funny. I sound like speak no Engrish. Ispeak Engrish. I no have accent? Why this happen?" No matter.