" Shedrank.The liquid in the glass was honey coloured and syrupy.It was Chartreuse liqueur, enticing and sweet. Hesipped gently. He felt suddenly exha...sted, but hismind was spinning at the prospects before him. Heopened his mouth to speak."No more questions, Viscomtesse," said the Countess.She laughed softly and liltingly. "We will begin yourtraining tomorrow. Sleep now." She stood and left theroom.Montague got out of the bath and dried himself with asoft warm towel. He went back into the. The timing of the whip had been unmerciful. There would be a lash on his thigh and then nothing, and he would slowly fade, inside his silent hood, to sleep, only to be panic waked by another. Then he would be rigid, waiting, expecting, the next blow. But slowly he would relax, until just as his head was falling, it would happen again. That was how he had spent the night, bent over the bench, ass in air. He knew he hated baby sissy. He knew he was tired. The adrenaline pump was running low,. She told me that I looked like I was out to kill. I had on a pair of short shorts and a very tight shirt that shown my very hard nipples. Mom asked if I had on a new bra, I told her I didn't need one with this shirt. I slipped on my 4" heels and went up stairs.I looked out the kitchen window and there were two guys out by the pool. One of them was an older man and the other looked like his son, maybe in his late teens early twenties. I yelled down to mom, but she didn't hear me. I walked. She twisted and bent her hips too and thrashed her arms around happily, lost in the music. Eventually she lay flat on her back and rolled about the floor like a happy, carefree c***d. I considered how fortunate I was to be having this awesome creature expressing herself in such a sexual and natural way – it was unbelievable. I actually own quite a high quality camera but it went completely out of my mind. Eventually she got back up and walked over to me. Suddenly I felt embarrassed again but.