As his car turned into the road and sped away I lowered the mug of coffee to my desk, rose and padded downstairs. The gym looked the same, but it wasn...t. The possibilities of the low couch, the chaise longue, the wooden table had changed. I placed my hand flat against the wardrobe door. It gave slightly. Surely he'd locked it? I tried the handle and both doors swung open. I looked round guiltily, went to the side door, looked out. The driveway was still empty.I unhooked one of the whips, ran. .... did you like the feel of my warm silk knickers this morning? Hmmm? xx’I stared at my phone, not knowing quite how to reply. It buzzed again.“Well if you like the feel of them, then I think we should see if you like wearing them, don’t you?”I read the text again and again, not believing what she had said. The immediate sense of panic dispersing as my state of arousal became evident. I was again lost for words as my phone buzzed a third time. ‘Gone a bit shy have we? Then I’ll assume that’s. . well, the skirt is easy access.” He spanked my ass hard enough to make me flinch. “Now listen carefully… I will not repeat myself, you understand?” I looked back at him and nodded excitedly. “Good girl… This is all about Daddy’s pleasure baby. You will NOT get to cum right now, understood?” I nodded again and frowned knowing how hard it was for me to contain an orgasm. “I want you to reach behind you and pull your skirt up baby…” His voice was shaky. I reached behind me and pulled the skirt. The message was so short that there was no chance of being intercepted by the German radars. They had a fairly decent triangulation system with plenty of operators who knew what they were doing. The enemy anti-espionage efforts were notoriously effective when the Allied units were sloppy in their field work and not doing their job properly. The Greeks and the Italians were well-known for cutting corners and getting caught but the French were not far behind in that game either. She had no.