I couldn't help my excitement though. And I was afraid she would change her mind. My dick was harder than it had ever been. Britney examined it and to...ched it for quite a while at first. I was afraid I would come just from that. She opened a tube of something and rubbed it onto my cock. It only made me harder. She seemed pleased, and said,"ok!!" . That's when she explained the rules to me. Just in the ass. It was fine with me. I'd always wanted to do that! And to Britney!! I couldn't believe. Her mind soon drifted to thoughts of what Ronald might have heard. Did he hear her cry out? Did he hear the smacks of the leather paddle on her own ass?Her imagination soon took hold of her again. Imagining her son, at nineteen years old. So fit, so young, so horny, and able to satisfy her sexual cravings. But he was her son.Nadia looked at her reflection in the doorwall glass. Her slender figure, her long dark hair, her large breast. Why was she having such a hard time finding a man to make. He frowns and sets the candle down. “As much as I love to hear you beg, you little cock whore, I don’t want to hear all your little noises.” He puts the gag ball back in her mouth, and tightens the strap up. Picking up the candle again, he drips a line from her collar bone, over her right nipple. She whimpers and tries to pull back, as her tender nipple is lightly burned. He drips the wax down over her stomach, and over the hollow of her left hip, before making a V-shape, down to her clit, and. I did and she did too. Afterwards we both fell asleep. When I awoke Sukie slept on. I fetched her breakfast. She was outraged and we both laughed."Will you sit with Rachel again today?" I asked her."If you want me to," Sukie said."You find it difficult don't you? I don't want to make you." I know. I will go but it is frightening. I don't know if she will be the same when she comes back. She was always sweet and kind to me. Now perhaps she will feel jealous of me. Perhaps she will forget about.