” Mistress looked scared. Her pale skin lost its glow, looking sallow. She had broken one of Master’s cardinal rule: when asked, tell the truth... only the truth. It might hurt, but lying hurt even more. I think she was about to experience it first hand. “Yes John,” she said meekly. Her high horse had ridden off, leaving her to walk.“Get up Taliya. Pull your thongs up; leave your skirt off. Get your chores done. Complete what you should have done last night.” “Yes Master.” Turning around. ‘Come here. Come and stand close to me.’ I stand up close, facing her, and she takes my two hands and pulls me closer to her. ‘Promise me you will never repeat anything I tell you tonight to another living soul,’ She is squeezing my two hands together, holding them in both of hers and pushing them down into her lap, all the while looking deep into my eyes.‘You have to promise me.’ I nod and say, sort of solemnly, ‘I promise.’ ‘All right,’ says Daphne. ‘And now, so that you will never forget. "What about these spankings?" Sally asked Gina."Why don't you spank each other just before bed and then I can fuck you both while you have got sore arses?" suggested Ryan."That sounds good to me," said Gina, and Sally agreed.The women did not bother about putting any clothes back on but the trio went back downstairs although Ryan was not yet putting his caned arse on a chair.Over the next hour or so, there was a lot of mutual touching and kissing and Gina put some music on, Ryan caressed her. Danny switched off his car engine and glanced at his watch. 1.50 pm. He decided to wait five minutes before going inside, casually glancing at the passers-by as they hurried through the light drizzle that had started to fall, their collars turned up against the shower. Danny deduced that this must be quite a poor area as everyone on the street seemed to be dressed in old and shabby clothes. As he looked around, he also noticed that all the cars were ancient and in generally poor condition, no.