Jan gasped at Sam’s nakedness and her eyes widened, “Sam I can see your cock, you are so aroused. I want you so eager that you cum as soon as your...cock is inside me, just fuck me like a slut.”Sam grinned, “I am going to. Take off your knickers and spread your legs you slut.”Jan panted, “Do you think that cock of yours is enough, will it satisfy a slut like me?”As she was talking she razed her hips slightly and hooked her thumbs round the top of her knickers, hastily she pushed at them, Sam took. Who are you?”“‘Ello Jo, you old slapper, what’s for tea?”It is a woman’s voice; recognition tries to push its way through the narcotised veils. He tries hard to remember who it is.Mistress screams and her pet rushes to protect her. “You’re dead.” Mistress shouts at the woman standing in the doorway.“Sorry to disappoint you, but I’m alive and kicking, thought I was dead eh, that’ll explain why my bruv ain’t been to see me while I been in hospital. Well stop gabbin’ an’ let me in I need to open. .. well it doesn’t matter, you wouldn’t understand it anyway; at Lancaster University. Maybe not the best uni in the UK, but I liked it.That first summer I missed the sailing week. I had graduate school to attend. Tony, Joanne and Sarah wrote often, and we met up at holidays. Sarah went to Oxford. Joanne took a year off. At first everyone thought it was just for a gap year.I got to go to the sailing week the next year. It was great fun! Truly. The sailing was great and I was now regarded as an. ”The next two hours were total hell. Caitlin and I had to learn to pick up our feet so we were like a pony prancing, to start and stop smoothly, to respond immediately when the handler told us to, and to run and run and run. Eventually we stopped at the main gate, sweat pouring off us, gasping for breath, my bum marked all over where Caroline had whipped me to get me to obey. Caroline climbed down and, taking a wet cloth, proceeded to wipe me down, then took a water bottle and let me drink from.