You look down in shock and I take the opportunity. I grab your wrist with the knife still at my throat and roll you over. I force your elbow back and ...ow have the blade at your throat. I stare into your eyes until you look away, defeated.“You’re not a murderer. You don’t’ have it in you pet.” Again, that word you hate.“Besides, I’ll let you go when I’m done with you.” I look over and see a little tear trickle down your smooth face.“But not until I’M done with YOU.”I leave the room in haste, not. They all went up to Suzie’s room and Hannah opened the wardrobe. “There!” she said.Over the next few minutes they all examined the canes and slippers and Bethan told them what Brian and Helen had. She also told them about Suzie seeing her taking a caning.“Do you think that is what made her get this lot?” asked Hannah.“Possibly but several landladies round here have them” replied Dorian as he put his arm round Hannah.Hannah and Dorian went off to Hannah’s bedroom and then Bethan and Peter went. Bree grinned at me as she started rubbing her foot across my thigh.Now I guess I should tell a bit about myself. I’m twenty five about average in height and slender with a tones body from work. I also managed to sport a decent sized cock at nine inches and about two and a half around.I looked at Bree and slowly ran my hand up her leg finding nothing covering her until I reached her ass. It was then that I realized she was wearing nothing but the tank top and panties and I took advantage of. Brenda ventured a fourth and final quaff of the sweet liquor and tossed the empty jug near her backpack. She focused on the still and wooden sentinel the seemed to remain as he always had. "How did I end up here? " Brenda thought. She slipped out of the mud-soaked nightgown and tossed it near her pack.Her scanning vision was drawn to the pond's bottom. Brenda saw that it was torn asunder from an area near the quagmire's shore to footing of the grassy hillock, where she sat. Her feelings were a.