Linda was less sure of how her skiing would be affected by the formidablecorset now resting on her bed awaiting the arrival of Lady Patricia andMaster...Rick.No sooner had she wondered how she would manage than the two dominantsentered her bedroom. "Good morning Linda," said Rick as Lindareflexively curtseyed."Now Linda dear," said Lady P. "I know you have worked very hard to slimdown in preparation for the wedding and I won't have your waist effortsgo to waste." She laughed at her pun while. In her hot, horny, darkest nights, she had dreamt of being used by this, being used by her. Still, now that it was actually happening, she felt ashamed of herself.“Stick.” The president held open her hand, waiting for her request to be fulfilled. One of the guards hastily pulled out his baton and handed it to her. She weighed it and slid it between her fingers, then aimed the end at Roxana’s mouth until the cold metal touched her lips. Instinctively, the woman turned her head and took the metal. Can bring you ice, they left that running.” A small groan escapes me, but I hurriedly put a smile on my lips. It’s not her fault. “‘Kay,” I answer with a nod, my emotions catching up with me and the exhaustion making me mimic her sparse way of speech. “Back in a min'.” I nod in return. After multiple applications of spittle - which take some effort, I find out, when you’re parched like an old snake-skin - I’ve managed to to wipe away all the blood and dirt, and the scratch in my knee’s skin is. He phoned for a chat and suggested they meet up at a well known park in her town that afternoon as it was public and a lovely sunny day. Asking to meet him in cafe opposite the main gates he added that as a favour to him – and a big help to her - could she wear what he called a wide skirt and no panties. She thought it cheeky but was curious. ‘Hello Joan’, said Simon who he thought was a good looking 56 with greying hair and smartly dressed. After collecting two very large coffees, he sat down.