Being in the side room I didn't see the commotion, but as I found out later it was not pretty.For her own reasons, Chris had Emily hooded and gagged f...r the auction, but once on the stage, the auctioneer decided to remove the hood to let the buyers see her face, it was then that the trouble started. It seemed that Emily had omitted to tell us everything about her previous relationship, especially the part about her leaving her Mistress without warning or explanation, or that the woman was. Westminster Steps were wet and greasy from the fine spray whipped up by the fierce east wind blowing along the River Thames, and I made a careful way up them to Bridge Street. Force of habit took my feet along George Street, leading to Queen Street.I stopped abruptly when I realised where I was headed. My bed for the night was to be at Rob Crawshay’s lodgings in Haymarket. I retraced my steps to Whitehall, and then walked towards Charing Cross, my route taking me past Scotland Yard and Horse. Watching a double penetration is frightening, especially when you are sitting with a crayon up your butt, trying to find the pleasure in penetrating your anus, then you realise, you don't really enjoy it, as there are no physical pleasure receptors in there, things are meant to come out, not in, and there in lies its secret, it's all in your head.If I told you I actually enjoy and wish to see a woman being penetrated in her ass, it's because it frightens me, to see the head of the penis push. "I am not pleased at all with your selfish behaviour, slave girl," he said, playing with his belt. "You really seem to need a little lesson to refresh your poor memory, don't you??" "Yes, Sir," she whispered, terrified at the thought of what was in store for her any second now. At that very moment He raised His arm and His belt came down on her ass for the first time. While the sharp pain was still shooting through her she managed to count "One, Sir, thank You. ?SMACK SMACK SMACK... He did not.