Id had enough.Yet despite all I had suffered I found myself wishing that the punishmentcontinue. Luckily for me My Mistress knew when I had enough and...when tostop, It must have been only a minute or two maybe longer. I don't reallyknow.I felt the cold rush of water from a garden hose washing over my person.I had forgotten that my Mistress always did this after an outsidewhipping or caning to wash and cool my flesh. It both stung and lessenedmy suffering She washed me thoroughly. I herd her the. As we joked amongst ourselves, we shyly started to flirt with each other. our conversation turned to the club we were going to go to, and Tamsin decided she didn't want to go. Which was fine with me as the club was just a meat market where every girl would be surrounded by at least four guys. As we left Tamsin asked if I would go back to the office with her as she'd left her phone there.*** We get to the office and I start searching her desk. As we search the floor around her desk she softly. His house looked even smaller from the inside. There was a hallway leading into two back room, from the livingroom, and off to one side was a little area with a counter and a fridge. It looked more like an apartment than a house. The whole thing was pretty dark."I didn't expect you so soon," he said as he closed the door, "... you couldn't wait, I guess." I felt his presence behind me, close to me. He looked down at me and grabbed my bag and tossed it to the corner. "I didn't even think that. But here I am… Two of her best friends had come over to her just a few minutes before and asked if she wanted to try it. She said no, of course, but her friends wouldn’t take that for an answer. ‘Come on Meghan, you’ll love it.’ ‘What’s your problem anyways?’ ‘Are you afraid?’ ‘There’s nothing to be afraid of, no one gets hurt.’ Not yet, she had thought. But she had let herself become convinced, which wasn’t surprising. Her parents had often commented that she needed to be more assertive and.