He was laid prone once more, and thrashed by Matron and the blonde; his caged cock bumping the now replaced inspection flap, to enhance his misery of ...ot being able to come.The women wasted no time in dealing with Bayliss; very little preparation was required for the method of his disposal; the main requirement being the arrangement of a time which would ensure his execution did not overlap with too many of the other 'shows', thus allowing more women to enjoy his fate. Bayliss was whipped and. I now has to make a decision. Was I going to sl**p with Debbie, or get out of here? My mind said leave, my cock was shouting to stay. I knew, despite my efforts to restrain myself, that I had d***k too much wine and my mind was losing. Who was I to turn down a fuck with a woman who was asking for it? I hadn’t seduced her, she had come on to me, so it wasn’t my fault. I was so horny that I needed her now. With that decision I finished in the bathroom and headed back to the lounge and and my. Finally there was a form of stool on which I could kneel and bend forward, my stomach and chest supported, where I would receive my weekly canings. It caused my buttocks to be raised and presented to Master, perfectly positioned for this purpose.The rest of the house had been very comfortably furnished with everything I could ever need, apart from the secrets held in that one bedroom no-one could have known that it was the home of a women being kept solely to serve a Master.6.I handed in my. “I designed it,” I replied hoping to not sound like a dick. “After the divorce, we had to sell the family home, that’s how I found this place. The developer was about to go bust so I made him an offer. He knocked fifteen grand off the asking price and I used it to put in this kitchen rather than a bog-standard one.”“Clever,” Carol replied.“It's better than that, I have a mate who works in finance. I have no idea what he does but he got me a mortgage that allowed me to buy this flat and the one.