"It was you and someone else," she began."Who?" Another guy."Once again John felt the familiar punch in the chest. Could she have the same dream? "W...o?" he asked, barely able to speak."I dunno, just some guy." What was he doing?" Fucking you," she replied, almost moaning it.John was sure he heard a needle being dragged across a record. He was shaken, but he could see how the thought of it affected her. He couldn't ruin the mood."Where were you?" he managed."Watching." Did you like it?" Mm. As I used to have a lay in most mornings she would make a beeline for my room just to get out of doing any work after a lot of banter and some show me your cunt remarks she started to take notice of me and would sit on the end of my bed and show my her open legs with knickers on to begin with. I used to ask her rather personal questions like has she touched a cock before or even seen one what a surprise when she said no to both of my inquiring questions. So after 2 maybe 3 days I told her to go. ” “And when my 300 pound friend had you to lick her ass and pussy, what did you do?” “I got sick Mistress. I threw up.” Marta was now alternating shots of the crop between his chest and his crotch. “And embarrassed the hell out of me!” “I’m sorry Mistress…” Marta pulled his vest off his shoulders and down his arms. “Shut the fuck up!” A cat o’nine tails appeared in her hand as if by magic and she used it to beat his back and chest, all the while calling him names. She threw the whip to the. ”While everyone did seem somewhat confused, no one asked why it had taken them both so long or how Blake knew Mrs. Stevens would be joining them soon.Blake came around and sat next to Josh. As soon as he sat, he nudged Josh slightly. Following Blake’s eye, Josh looked to what Blake was hiding under the table. Josh could just make out ‘38EE’.Josh looked up at Blake, whose grin had grown even wider. He clearly had acquired himself a trophy, and Josh knew exactly what it was.And that’s when Josh’s.