A selection of canes were placed to one side and with a shiver i began the story.I could see Mistress choose a cane as i nervously started reading. "L...uder" , she called , as the first stroke landed. A swish followed by a thud and intense pain took my breath away. I upped my volume, but the strokes kept coming. I tried to thank Mistress for my punishment , but that just interrupted the story and led to even more cane strokes. My body was shaking and i was really struggling to hold the position.. .I was interrupted by a soft touch on my arm, and looked round to see a dark haired woman smiling apologetically at me."Sorry to hassle you, but you don't have a cigarette I could borrow, do you? I seem to have left mine back in the theatre"."Not good smoking behaviour, that. You could have points docked for lack of professionalism", I said, as I handed her the packet, "However, you 're welcome to borrow a fag, though only if I can be sure of getting it back in one piece?" Of course", she said,. I then slid my hands up and began to expose her naked tits to him. Her nipples popped into view and soon her whole tits were bare and exposed to his gaze. I heard a slight whimper escape her lips and leaned over and whispered into her ear that I loved her. She closed her eyes and leaned back into me. I then asked David what he thought. He said they were the best tits he had ever seen. I then asked him if he wanted to feel them. He reached out a hand tentatively and lightly brushed across her. ’ ‘Keep reading then.’ Theodore held the letter out to Ian. ‘It’s for you.’ ‘What?’ The incessant tapping stopped. ‘The rest is addressed to you. You’re supposed to read it out loud yourself.’ Ian’s calm facade evaporated. He didn’t want to touch the paper, let alone read what was on it. He hesitated for so long that Theodore walked up to him and dropped the letter on his lap. ‘Read it. It’s the last thing you can do for her.’ Ian snatched it up and tore the paper because he held it too.