"Cynthia remembers how devastated her mother was when the "Maid" got sickand died. Her mother seemed overly distraught over it. Cynthia nowstarted to ...nderstand."Marie was wonderful. But she got prostrate cancer and passed away. Iblame myself a bit for that. Marie was in chastity. That was her idea.She was only 'milked' once a month. The more I researched it later... themore I realized that the male's chances of getting that type of cancerare lessened with regular sex. Actually, the orgasm. ‘New situations can lead to extra vigor. We are experiencing the flush of a new exciting situation, so that is the reason my cock is getting hard so quickly.’ ‘Oh so it’s not me then, just new?’ She asked. ‘Jessica it is very definitely you, you little minx. Now this time I will last a lot longer so if you want to get the full benefit name your position and lets go for it.’ Jessica threw back the bed sheet bent gave my now rampant cock a quick kiss then positioned herself above me. ‘Oh Master,’. ‘I have planned a very interesting session for you tonight, Archie.’ she says as we walk to the prep room. ‘I think you will enjoy it.’ She looks back at me, this time she is wearing a dark wig which fits her amazingly well. I have never seen her without a wig, and have no idea what color she really is, but I like dark hair and she looks amazing. There is a twinkle in her eyes as she walks ahead of me, her small hips swaying. She knows I like to watch her perfect petite body. Just how someone. She was hanging from the ceiling, her legs spread as far as they would go, and certainly too far to offer her any support. Mr. Barton remarked, once she was in position, that neither card had said anything either about who was to carry out the punishment or about how many lashes Ibby was to receive. He suggested that he would call for volunteers, with Ibby selecting her own executioner, who would then spin the wheel to determine the number of lashes. This met with everyone’s approval. “Ok, so.