Finally I did what I thought I was supposed to do. I made her take a lashing with a whip until she cried out the the "safe" word. The problem was, she...gave the safe word after only a couple of swipes with the lash. What was I to do? I loved her. I thought she loved me. I thought this was what she had always wanted. To be a sub to a Master. And she had virtually hand picked me, or rather Cynthia picked me. But she had lost any semblance of submission to me. I could see that. Now the begging. The back third of the garden was coated in sunshine so we placed them there. "Why two Mrs Wilkinson?" Oh Steven ! Call me Hazel. You're a big boy now ok" "Ok Hazel please call me Steve. Im called Steven by Mam when I'm in the bad books". She laughed and said "Im just going to get changed wait here".I did as I was told and she came back in her bikini with two glasses and a bottle of wine. My eyes popped !! "Please stay and keep me company" she said. She sat on a sunbed and proffered me the. I felt a tiny squirt on the back of my throat but i knew it was only pre cum. Deep throating his dick for at least ten more minutes he came. Rivers and rivers of cum shot down my throat causing an ocean in my mouth. He tasted bittersweet but I liked it, I played with his cum in my mouth . I licked his dick completely clean of all his cum like a little puppy and gave it one final suck. “Shit baby you wet as a motherfucker.” he groaned. Just then I looked down between my legs, and I saw my pussy. .he closed the door behind,like he was worrying if someone could see us ..I don't know why but i felt the tears running down my cheeks as a result of this emotional discharge and hugged him,saying ''I was scared to death..of losing you...I thought you would never talk to me again''...Maybe i was being hysterical but i really wasn't thinking healthy at that moment..a typical girl:) I started to kiss him on the neck,nibbling his ears and tears were still running down...Then we sat,his head was.