At that moment I prayed for death and collapsed on to the ground, thirsty, hungry, scratched and bleeding from numerous cuts from thorns. I do not hav... a clue how long I was there in that condition the next thing I remembered was being in some sort of dream. I was dreaming that I was being held in a soft warm cushion and that I was drinking something warm and sweet. Gradually I returned to full consciousness. I gradually became aware of chattering female voices. I lay there for a few seconds as. But for now, you are dismissed.With deft movements, she releases the collar and as she does so, a crushing sense of disappointment seizes me. To be freed from the collar is not liberation. I feel it as a rejection.She hands me the collar, the crop, and the key to the trunk, brisk now.“Put these back in the trunk and get dressed.”She rises, smoothing her skirt, and adjusting her hair.As I dress she goes to a drawer and takes a folder from it. I know what it is. It’s my signed copy of the. I see it in your eyes, Emma.’ Emma paused for a moment before the open trunk. ‘Has it become so obvious, Penny? I shouldn’t feel so. He wasn’t marriageable in any way, a rake of the first order.’ ‘But my dear, he seemed so attentive at the party. He barely spoke to everyone else, devoting all his time to you.’ Emma looked up with one brow arched. ‘Country parties are not his set, I was merely a distraction for him.’ ‘Then he made no promise, of any sort?’ Penny asked slowly. Emma’s hands froze. Angeline stopped. She'd heard me. She put down the vibrator and slowly walked over to the door where I was still jerking off. "Josh?" she said when she was about two yards away from the door. I walked into her room. I stared at her. She had changed into black and pink lingerie. She stared at my bulging cock. Then she smiled. "Joshy.." She walked over to me and kissed me. We layed down on the bed and started making out. When we stopped she tore off my shorts then took off my shirt. We started.