"?And Emmet has had the same experiences! When he arrives, I instruct Emmet to clean some area of the house...and he always does a bad job. ?A dreamy ...rchitect, Emmet doesn't pay attention to dusty corners, and I feel it's my duty to open his eyes just a bit! The other day I had him grounding out bathroom tiles with a toothbrush, and oh, how he bollixed that up.?"Daydreaming, are we?" I asked, coming up behind him on my Capezios. Emmet, distressed, looked up at me, "I'm so sorry, Ms.. She bit down on her lip and smiled.“I bet I can give you a better blow job than Liz,” Tammy whispered, as she slowly shifted her hands to my chest and then down to my crotch, never taking her eyes off from mine. The eye connection did it. Those green eyes. They got to me.She fumbled with my trousers, unfastening my belt and then unzipping them. She reached into the opening and felt for my man tool through my boxer shorts.“Now I know why my sister loves you,” Tammy said as she grabbed hold of my. But before I could react a cane swished through the air and made contact with my buttocks. The pain was immense as I was not prepared for it and as I kept my eyes on this new mistress as she too picked up and cane and disappeared behind me. I don’t know how long they kept the punishment up, & I had lost count of the amount of strokes I had taken, but I could feel one of them rub some cold balm or oil onto my skin. My mistress then stood in front of me and unzipped part of her catsuit and out. It was during this time that she let it slip. "I would like to take part in a gang bang," she announced.I asked, "How long this had been on your mind?"She replied, "For a while now."Over the next few days, we trawled the internet for suitable men who would be willing to help us with our fantasy. We soon had a suitable list of five men. We had to pick five, even though the list was endless as we thought five would be more than enough. It was all arranged for the following Saturday night and we.