She took out two glasses and poured red wine to both the cups. We toasted and I told her I appreciated her help. She then asked why do k**s today danc... that way. I told her I was not sure and she asked me if I can teach her. We both put our drinks down and turned on the radio. I told her it is all about the hips. You can pretty much stand in one place but you just feel the beat and move your hips accordingly. We started grinding and she was really digging her ass on my growing cock. Within. I feel the fear rise inside me, my hands cramp around the bar for a minute. But then I realize that Mistress wouldn't put me through this if she didn't think I have the strength do it. I must trust her, and I must trust myself.The first lash hits me just as I exhale and relax my muscles. It hurts, not too much, but I know that this is only the beginning, Mistress will not stop before whatever she wants to happen has happened.That turns out to be right. Soon I begin to scream and cry as the whip. It was as though we were not there at all. I began signalling to Mike that we should be going, but he beckoned with palms down to sit tight and not move.Mandy was now removing Chris's shirt and feverishly undid his belt to release his jeans. He was a well muscled man with plenty of tattoos on his arms and body and a healthy glow to his skin"Take these off," he said lifting her dress and pointing to her panties.Mandy didn't mess about she quickly slipped her panties off, in that time honoured. So Iheaded up to my room to get started on it. Part way through the homeworkI got stuck on a really hard question. I could ask mum for some help butI thought this might be a good chance to talk to George. I got my phoneout and dialled his number. "Hey Laura. What's up?" he asked. "Have youdone the homework for Mrs Kennedy's class yet?" "Oh sure. I justfinished it actually. Which one has you stuck?" I explained the questionand George helped me through the problem."Thanks George. You've been a.