I was so embarrassed but tried to hide it as best I could, "Sure mom, I'll just get dressed first" I said and walked over to my closet, putting on box...rs, a shirt and shorts, feeling my mother's gaze on me as I dressed and realizing that the clothes did little to hide the raging hard on I put on for my sister.I walked over, sat down on my bed next to my mom and heard my sister's door open and the bathroom door close just after. My mother started explaining her computer trouble to me, all the. ”Work down there, Mary thought! Did this mean that Mitsumi was tattooed then, or did she mean that she been operated on? “Is everything alright again now?” she asked Mitsumi. “Oh, yes, everything is fine, and no, since you are probably wondering, it does not go from left to right.” “Left to right?” “Oh, that is just an old joke; some Westerners thought that Japanese women’s pussies went from side to side instead of up and down! No, it looks just the same as yours, except that you seem to have. She held a heavy iron bar, perhaps four foot in length and provided with straps at each end. Kneeling, she strapped Clotilda's ankles in these, forcing her to stand widely straddled."What are you doing to me? Please." They ought to order the curry for them afterwards, Matron, as well. That would make this pair tingle." It was the ones on the thighs did the work." Please. What ... I have paid my penalty. ..."For Clotilda found her arms gripped behind her back, two leathern cuffs buckled above. I will see you tomorrow, sub."Mistress Penelope then strode off down the hall. Roger did not know what to do. How can I sleep now? I must get so rest, so I can serve my Mistress better, but my mind is racing in circles. Plus, I was aroused by seeing her again. Roger finally drifted off to a troubled sleep filled with strange sexual dreams.Roger awoke the next morning to the crackle of the intercom system. He was sitting up in bed, naked, sporting a 'piss-rod', his mistress' voice was heard.