I suppose it might have been possible to see us from above, but it didn't look very much like it."I can't wait to get in that sea and cool down a bit"...Mum said enthusiastically. "Come on, let's get changed".She'd obviously decided that our spot was private enough not to bother with modesty, or maybe it was because of the others already down here. Whichever, she just stripped off all her clothes before pulling on her bikini. I couldn't help admiring her proud breasts as she stripped off her. You need to be certain that this is something you want." I understand, Mistress," George said.++ ++ ++George arrived at Erica's with a dry mouth, both expectant and fearful of his anticipated meeting with Erica."Good morning, Mr Franks," Rebecca greeted him cheerily. "I'm afraid you'll have to wait for a while, Ms.Wilkie is with another client at the moment and can't be disturbed."The waiting rooms for Erica's consultations looked like any other professionals offices. A few not very comfortable. To think she that had once, long ago, known comfort. She had also known similar discomfort of course, as well as the frequent and muscular application of the strap and cane to her bare bottom - her parents had sent her to a VERY good school, where her behaviour had not always been the best! But, at school she had always had companions in disgrace and misfortune. At night in the dorm, the girls would compare their various bruises and vie with one another as to whose bottom had acquired the most. ?Soundproof!? the man had said. ?Nobody will hear us down here. We can have some real nasty fun.?The man gestured at the far wall as he said this. A large aray of bondage gear was hung from a wooden frame on the wall. There were whips, leashes, handcuffs, leather bindings. The whole array was breathtaking but the center of the room was where the true masterpiece was. A fully adjustable table crouched there. Several armatures and hinged segments promised a nearly infinite number of.