Apparently Mummy had her own secret life.I wondered what the references were to my deceased father, mystepfather and the others. "What were the refere...ces to ponies anyway?"I thought, and moreover, "Who was this Countess and what was aSchloss?"With the three of us deeply in our own thoughts, the Rolls turned intoan elegant restaurant and stopped before the entry. A uniformed manquickly stepped forward and opened the door next to Mummy. The driveropened the door for Sir John.Mummy gracefully. He had her buy a cam so that he could watch her during their sessions. He insisted that she dress en femme and slutty for their digital meetings. Whenever he allowed her to pleasure herself, he had he lick up all her cum. He wanted her to get used to the taste, as it would be an important part of her training. He was very pleased that she was doing everything he ordered. In fact, he decided that she was ready for the next step.Mace: I want to see you this weekend.Capri: Really, Master?. I was running my fingers around her swollen labia lips and was tenderly squeezing her labial lips with my fingers. I parted the lips with fingers of both my hands and was looking inside intently, fascinated by the pinkish purple fleshy folds. I pushed my fore finger inside her cunt. She moaned softly and thrust her hips upward. ‘Chodho mujhe, meri chooth mein khujli ho rahi hai.’ I pushed my hand back on it. And with my two fingers started squeezing her labial lips. I was gently and tenderly. This is was not fair and I adamantly refused. At that moment when my dad’s phone was about to be rung my situation became clear and his proposal to punish me himself made better sense. My dad would ground me and enforce sitting on the end of my bed at attention when Iwasn’t on duty in the kitchen. We had struck a deal and that meant the health of my bottom was going to drastically change!Skillfully he raised my short black dress up and pulled down my sheer panties. I felt the cold October air.