.. Smack! He wasn'tsure which registered worse, ten strokes for each minute, or the painfrom her latest blow. He stood and curtseyed, noting that th... tearswere starting to leak out of his eyes. "Thank you, Mistress."Mel paused to look at him seriously. "By my count, that was six strokesalready Sissy. What's the rule? What didn't you do?"It took Chad a moment to realize what she was talking about.Unfortunately, he remembered all too soon. He almost spoke withoutcurtseying again. But. ”He untied the rope, and I sat up immediately. I rubbed my wrists where the rope had been. I was so disoriented that I nearly fell off the table. --Im going to let you get off the table and I want you to shower. When your done, if your good, I will bring you clothes and some food. You will be good won’t you?—“Yes sir.”He opened the door, and from what I could see it looked like it was a basement. There were no windows. He came back in with a small pile of clothes and a towel with shampoo and. " It's Hamish's birthday today. Jen hoped you two might chip in for his present." Which is?" She'd like him to fuck both of us, one after the other." What! Are you serious?" We thought that it was a really nice idea for a present he can remember!"I thought for a moment. It would be fun for our girls, but it was hugely risky for Jen if Hamish wasn't in to being shared. He was a really nice lad, and I could see him being horrified by the idea; but then, he was eighteen years old, and Julie and. Feeling like a green light had got given, I decided to pursue my conniving ploy.“You must’ve been popular with the ladies,” I proffered.“Well, sort of,” he replied with an air of dejection.What John now told me was bizarre. I had realized by now that as he consistently wiped his mouth as if he had some or other problem. The story that followed had me floored. John informed me that he had a slightly oversized tongue that impeded his speech, as I had detected. Resultantly, he suffered from.