It was always a respectful Sir. Somehow this task had given her the idea she had stepped over a threshold. The second thing was her talking about not ...eing useful and about a task. I didn't remember giving her a task. But then I remembered the double shibari. Had she seen that request as a task a Master gives his submissive? If that was the case she went faster than I had.The last thing was her request to being punished. I know it is hard to argue with a submissive in this state of mind.. You know that I was always into reading. And I've read a lot of books and plays about this period. I have to assume that they were more or less accurate when they described the cultural values of this era." So what are you going to do?" I don't seem to have much choice. I think that it would be best if I avoid Jeremy for the rest of our visit. And remember what I've told you. Don't get too friendly with the boys, or you'll regret it. You mustn't let one kiss you until you're engaged." OK,. Well, so long as I was there, that was the important thing.As I pulled in, I found myself weaving past vans, trucks and cars, all seemingly arranged to make my path to the garage as difficult as possible. I finally walked into the kitchen to find people with trays of food rushing around, opening the fridge, the oven and the microwave. Since it seemed they knew what they were doing, I made my way carefully out of the kitchen and into the great room. From there I could see people outside around. Whilst he slowly circled my clit and held my pussy lips wide apart so they too burned slightly with the friction of his rough combats grazing them as I rocked.As I started to move I was aware of a finger being slipped in and out of my ass, slowly and deliberately keeping the rhythm I had set. Reaching deep inside me as I drew the cock deeper and deeper into my soaking pussy. In my dream I could see my juices run out, the glorious sight of a cream covered cock stretching me wide and the tell.