The next day I began with lessons at half-past five, no different from any other day. In contrast to my attire of the previous day, I was able to put ...n the half-dress which I had convinced the royal tailors to make for me. This consisted of a silk shirt and linen breeches, without a waistcoat or shoes. There had been an awful row when I first came up with the idea about whether we would be allowed to go about in bare feet, which were considered shocking in the world beyond Brighton, but Uncle. "Yes Meisterin".Ten strokes of the cane followed, and as I was biting my lip to getthrough the pain, I started to wonder if the relationship really hadchanged as much as I thought it had? I still hated being punished, but Iloved the fact that she had the power over me to do it if she wanted to.It was this power which was so addictive.Meisterin then had another costume change for me - for the final time. Asilky white teddy, with a popper fastening at the crotch. I put it on,and was told to move. My mom shouts with pain. But since there is already a cock in her mouth, she can’t make much noise.I start to get into a rhythm and slowly fuck her while increasing speed in between. I could see it in her face she was enjoying it. After continuing in this position for 10 minutes, all three of us reach the climax together. I end up leaking my juices in her pussy while Chetan leaked in her mouth.As she didn’t have an option, she ended up swallowing it. Then we swapped positions and make mom get. She pulled out some lacy, red lingerie and made me put them on. They felt so good. CJ was totally into drama and had loads of props from old shows. She just happened to have a pair of fake breasts which were the perfect size, big without being stupidly so. I looked at myself in the mirror and instantly got a hard on. I hoped the sellotape would hold. After looking through her wardrobe for what seemed like ages, CJ pulled out a black low-cut vest top and a pair of denim hot pants. I had seen.