Our conversation started to roll and I asked more about her and till that time we didn’t share much about what she did and what I was doing in profe...sion. However she told me that she is teacher in a play school in Delhi and lived in Jhilimil somewhere.As we knew each other more..She told me that she is teaching in the same school where my younger son was studying. This was shocking for both of us and one thing was sure that we both were hiding our conversation from our respective spouses.. I heard a click, my eyes shoot open, then another, it hadseem to have come from the cuffs. I try to open them, I cant, I feel for thehole and feel a padlock! A padlock, ?Huh? my mouth opened a little further. ?My little slave girl got her self in a mess has she?? It was Kelly she walkedinto my field of view bare foot, she was always quiet on her feet, but unlikeme who was naked she was dressed in leather mini dress and black hold up stockings.A pair of her dominatrix boots in her hand. ?Open. "He laughed. "I've never yet known a sub who doesn't check for bruises, not to mention wear them proudly when she finds them. Even when they do derive from punishment, " he told her. "And so you should have bruises, my girl. It was a hard spanking I gave you, if deserved." What's a sub? You've called me that twice now."He chuckled and held her closer. "A submissive, Charlotte, which is you, " he said. "I'll explain it all, love, but later. There is much for you to learn."She accepted that,. So i found out where Sandra lived as luck would have it her husband was on a fishing trip again so she was alone in her house her k**s a 25 year boy and his sister 1 21 year old were still at uni .We knocked on her front door dont think any ones in so we went round the back garden and there she was pruning the shrubs she looked great in a pair of shorts and a t shirt when Sandra saw us she let out a shout what you doing here fuck off out of here Sandra shouted thats not a very nice way to greet.