——————– Jack’s phone started ringing just as he got back from his swim. He figured it must be his Dad. ‘Hello’ ‘You son of a bit...h!’ ‘Billy…What do you want?’ ‘You signed with Scott Fucking Rankin! You traitorous dog. Get out of the contract and do it now.’ ‘Go to hell Billy. I’m with Rankin Management now. ‘ ‘Yeah well Dad’s with IMG. See you on the other side of the ring.’ The phone went dead. Well that was what Jack had expected. Maybe it was for the best. It would have been difficult for. Thank you for your time and I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I have writing them, Master Saturnaie and his Pet. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Part 1: I woke to Master snoring. His deep sleep told me that he was pleased and comfortable with my presence. I knew it would make him happy if I were kneeling by the side of the bed awaiting his first instruction. I slid out of bed and dropped to my knees. I. If one of the other girls heard you pleasuring yourself she might report you and then you would have to stand up in Assembly and tell the whole school what you had done. This would probably be followed by a very thorough caning with you stretched over the table and facing the school so that they did not see your bare bottom when you were bent over with your skirt raised and your knickers around your ankles. The staff sat on the platform in Assembly so all the staff, some of whom were MEN would. Boss might see. I’d get in trouble even if you paid.” Nice lady. Nice bikini. Nice boobs. Be nice if she was 20 years younger.“My cottage is just across the walk. Come over. Park your bike in the back and have a popsicle.” Come over?? Park in the back?? She’d had a naughty dream about Tony the other day but this wasn’t right. She looked down. Nice Speedos.“OK. Thanks. I’ll be over in a few minutes.” A popsicle would be a welcome relief in this heat.In the cottage Penny took the robe out to put.