The excitement was over. Silently, they made their way through the crowd and down the aisle. The rest of the concert was fine. Works by Bach dominated...the second half. Sarah sat quietly, once again holding Clems hand in both of hers. Not a word between them only glances and touches. The return to Brighton Inn started smoothly. The group of students had gathered at the head of the isle. There was none of the earlier jubilation. Sarah held snuggly to Clems hand as she bid them goodbye. Ten. Mistress must have spanked my ass around 50 times before she stopped. "That was your first spanking, and I have a present for you, your first collar." She put a leather collar around my neck and I was thrilled to feel it snug as Mistress fastened it. "I enjoyed giving you the spanking, but I am disappointed in you. I did not give you permission to have an erection, and yet, here you are, erect in my presence. This is an insult to me, and you must be punished." Yes, being spanked while laying. .ham ta hunke intjar karait chhalaunh..wo aabi ka hamra chauki par baisi gelih..ham antha deliyaik je dekhait chhi ki karait chhathi…wo hamra jagab laglaith ham aur antha deliyai…takhan wo hamra munh lag aabi dhire san kahlaith je misharji suti rahlaun ki…ham mauka pabi hunka apan panj men bhari leliyain aur jor san chipta leliyain…wo machail uthlih aur kahlaith aata nahin..kiyo bujhi jayat..chalu hamra ghar men, hamr kamra men sirf ham sutait chhi…wah hamar ta lautriye lagi gel…Dhire san ham. I shake it off hastily, then notice that the stuff is creeping towards me across the surface of the bathwater, like crude oil from a capsized tanker making its way toward a beach, and that it’s giving off a smell of moist garbage. Ohhh, groooss!With a terrified shout, I scramble out of the bathtub, almost falling on my face in the process. Ike’s limp tentacles cling to me like sea grass and I shake and rip them off with both hands and shudder when they fall apart in my grip like so much wet.