She loved to be secured in place for her caning as it passed control over to Miss Strictwell, just as she would have passed control over to Miss Morri..., her headmistress at sixth form college. Of course, in case anything went wrong Angela set the safety feature, like a safe word, which was that the machine would stop and the clasps automatically undo at a pre-set number of strokes. Angela set that at twenty-four but could make it any number up to forty-eight.Today, Angela set the machine at. The Contessa pretended to smoke. I exhaled a cloud of Russian cigarette smoke slowly out of my nose. I thought for a minute. "Signorina Vanessa, I will do what you ask, and more." I had to wave her to not get too excited whilst I continued. "But there is a price. "I recommend two courses for a better effect, one later this afternoon and one tomorrow morning prior to your meeting with the Prime Minister and the King. For these there is no charge - I will meet the cost myself for the sake. The girls were going strong, both taking on guys in every hole, I took several guys and then asked them who wanted to do water sports with me, three or four said ok, so laying on my back on the bench I got one in my ass, another in my mouth, and the other two over me and said go for it.My mouth was flooded, as my face took both streams the feeling in my ass set off an orgasm as I struggled not to choke on all the piss, this by far the best piss session for me yet.It was late when the girls took. .Kristen's phat ass was fodder for lewd talk by these young horny k**s behind closed doors.I'm no angel myself. Many a time I had masturbated to mental images of Kristen's ass, whether it be watching her jeans scream for mercy as she bent over to grab a sack of flour from the storage room floor, or how her ass-cheeks shifted back and forth in her pants mid-walk as she tended to her daily tasks. These were the driving factors for my impromptu request to sodomize her plump ass, which I had.