Let me cum,” she pleaded. “Please,” she begged. I ignored her and continued to slowly play with her moist canal, bringing her as close to the e...ge of release as I dared. She had a look on her face of both intense pleasure and fear. She was enjoying the pleasures that rippled through her body, but anxious that I was not going to let her cum. Beads of sweat had formed on her forehead, her hair was matted to her forehead and face, her breathing was labored, her eyes were partly closed in a. I guess this was to seduce me. She told me that we will have lunch later, to which I said OK. Then we went and sat on the sofa. And she again did not wear any bra that day.The conversation which took place that time is as follows:Didi – so do u have any gf now????Me – no di; like I said on that day, I do not have any one right now.Didi – OK, but are you planning to make some one????Me – ya, but the girl I have a crush on, I need to say her first. But what if she refuses????Didi – no, she won’t. He almost pissed himself with fright.Claire was there. "This is the dungeon, where we will break you and remake you." She said. She was wearing leather chaps and nothing else.She snapped, "On your knees, slave." When he hesitated, the cane traced a line of fire on his back.I dropped and said, "Yes Mistress." One of the trainers pulled a strange kind of chair over to him as the other clipped his knees to the floor. Claire got on it. There were two padded troughs and a sloped back. She put her. I daren’t move and strained my ears to hear what was being said. To my despair I realised it was my friend Beth and her Mum. Beth was like me, a bit of a rebel, and her Mum often despaired at her but could was too weak to do anything about it. Seconds later Mrs. Campbell came back in to the room followed by Beth and her Mum and our friend Sandy and her Mum. They all stood open mouthed when they saw me, standing by the chair which had a wooden paddle brush on the seat, and me naked below the.