" I agreed. We only had twenty minutes of our lunch hour left but I thought to hell with it. We'll take as long as we damn well like. We sauntered off...to the high street and went in to one the high fashion stores. We walked around the racks of expensive clothes picking out tops, skirts, dresses and the odd item of underwear. We headed for the changing rooms. The changing area was busy with lunch time shoppers, jut like us. We had to share a cubicle, which suited us just fine. It was a squeeze. ” I was a bit worried on the way, I knew that Mistress was taking me to be played with hard as part of my punishment for my indiscretion with Belle. Would the Mother be in the role of a slave or of a Dominatrix tonight, would I be the toy of maybe three Mistresses? I also knew that Marge would not let permanent harm come to me. Once there, Mistress took me in through the garage, ordered me to removed my dress , cuffed my hands behind my back. She took hold of my pony tail and almost dragged me. . Ahhhh what a sensation that was I still remember that feeling.. She placed her lips on mine and encircled her arms around my neck and she was kissing me passionately, I cant understand at first but then I also place my hands on her back and take her in my arms, how hot was her body and what a smell she had, that was my first experience to smell a women to taste a women, it was really great, she was kissing me and inserting pressure to lay on the bed and I was lying under and she was above me. Falcon entered the room since she had not told him to bugger off. She had gone back to staring out the window. She was sitting in a chair by the window with her knees pulled up to her breasts, one elbow propped up on her knee with her head in her hand. The other arm was hugged around her knees. Her raven hair contrasted with the white robes she wore and the paleness of her skin. She was the very picture of feminine beauty as the bright sunlight backlit her profile. Falcon thought of telling her.