I mailed back keeping it simple and saying; to get well soon and I was glad she achieved her dream with us.I received the next mail a fortnight later,...it read; Dear Silver Master, Further to my earlier message sir, I have now left the clinic and returned home to continue my recovery. My doctors, who I'm sure had seen your handiwork before, have told me I'm healing well after my ordeal. The lacerations and whip stripes on my back, legs and my ass are starting to heal and my breasts are. Gay or not, she knew exactly how to bring out the worst (or best) in a man. When she spoke, it was with an almost whisper; a low seductive sound came from her lips. “Think of Kate, standing on her knees, me below her, eating her juicy cunt while you take her deep and slowly from behind. She is almost there, you can feel her contract around your cock, she is about to cum. C’mon, shoot your cum inside her waiting cunt, make her cum when you cum.” That pushed me over the edge and with a grunt, I. Catherine whipped the cane down and caught the crease where the legs and bottom met. A continual whine emitted from Jessica’s open mouth as the last strokes landed. After regaining her composure Jessica pushed herself up from mu desk and turned to shake Catherine’s hand. “Thank you for punishing me madam.” She then turned to me but embarrassingly I couldn’t stand up. Jessica zipped up her skirt and left the room repeatedly thanking us. Catherine looked down at my crotch and passed me the. Her legs were now a shiny tan colour, and lookedamazing. I continued to stroke my knob, and she picked up a second pair of pantyhose. This time, they were black. She pulled them over her arms, and then wondered which way to best make a hole. I stood up seeing her confusion, and ripped a hole in between where the legs should have been and then kissed her passionately. I sat back down, returning my hand to my throbbing dick and let her pull the tights over her head and enjoy seeing her trying to.