Both men were in chastityboth wore identical stainless steel chastity cages of the ball trapdesign. Their enclosed penis pointed down and the balls ex...ended andwere on display. Helen sat in a comfortable wicker chair and smiled atthe boys. She crossed her legs and sipped her wine. Helen had on a pairof wide legged comfortable jeans, a white tunic top with silver trim andcomfortable silver boat shoes. The boy that was her husband was calledTinker. Tink no longer had husband privileges. Tinker. Nevertheless, as she knew she benefited from being disciplined, as soon as Zofia had agreed to take on those extra quasi parental duties, which quite specifically included discipline, Kayleigh submitted to her without question. After all it was simply another lap to be put across, and another hand to thrash her and teach her a well earned lesson. Kayleigh’s Mother had been very strict with her as a child and well in to her late teens. When Zofia was given responsibility for Kayleigh’s. I started sweating, as I considered the implications, fortunately my mother was too distressed to notice.Having unburdened herself my mother cheered up and asked the question I’d been dreading. She asked what had happened when she got home as everything was a blur. I was shitting myself but was saved by Rosita’s, the maid, arrival. Noticing my mother’s red eyes, from crying, she immediately began to fuss over her and I made a hasty exit.I went to my room grabbed some things and, shouting that. The young guardsmen waited a moment and then the trainer came to the front of the line, bowing her head gently to the guard with a soft “Thank you Master.” She took the leash from him; she was in her mid thirties I guessed. Her hair was red like mine only brighter and curled on top. She wore a similar dress as the head trainer did but hers was shorter, only going down to her knees. She was barefoot and did not say a word to us but jerked the chain roughly. I followed, having the luck to be the.