Then they caned the soles of my feet.This hurts like hell at the time and it hurts worse later on, especially when you try to walk on bruised feet. Wh...ch they demanded I did. I accepted the pain and never gave them the pleasure of seeing how much it hurt.They had to be restrained in what they did, because they knew Mistress would be furious if they did me serious harm. But they tried the best they could to get past my armor.And failed.They tried to embarrass me. They made me masturbate in front. I guess she wanted that to herself. But I wanted to share that it turned me on still does. Call it a fetish. I knew for sure what she was doing because I got home early one day. I had been gone all week. I went inside our two story house. Her car was there but she didn't seem to be there. It was the middle of the afternoon. I went up stairs and as I went I could hear her. At first I thought some other guy was fucking her and I got kind of mad. She was moaning a breathing very very hard. I. I leaned over and whisper to my little sub about what I had observed. She too had noticed the woman and she also told me that the woman smiled when her knee jerked as if she knew what had happened. I continued back to rubbing her inner thigh, and taking a larger step when I leaned over and ordered her to pull out my cock and stroke it. She didn't protest but nervously unzipped my pants and pulled out my hard cock. She began stroking me slowly not to bring any attention to ourselves. For 10. This is where my innocence began to show. We were just driving around chatting and killing time (so I thought). After going down the road a ways he pulls into a subdivision and parks at the far end. Well I guess this is good, he started. I was still thinking about the conversation we were having a moment before, completely missing his cue. I finish my train of thought and he leans his hand over to my leg again, this time placing it on my thigh. My mind stops for a second and I start to get hard.