My heart was beating quickly and there was even drop of precum on my cockhead - that was turning a beautiful fleshy shade of purple.My companion was n...t going to reveal herself fully. Nor would I. There was something special about this secret time which was being made even more special, because she had insinuated herself into my fantasies. I had not been open to this level of trust, which had likely reserved for my mother. Sometimes, I’d get close. In those short moments, chatting and jerking. The opening strains of ‘Wind Beneath My Wings’ began and we started to dance to it. As with Claire before, the peripheral sights and sounds faded, as all I saw was her beautiful face, which still reminded me of that first day we met.Our modified Slow Rhumba was enchanting; as we did our version of a hesitation step a couple of times in a row. We enjoyed this number so much as it began to wind down, when we started the spins that Claire and I had enjoyed ending dances with. We finished with a. Mr. and Mrs. James stood up and looked at each other."Come now,I have told you what I want you two to do",the Abbot said. The James' were use to stripping off,they were nudists,but stripping off in order to have their bare bottoms caned was another thing.The James' were use to stripping off in order to have fun,not to receive a caning at the hands of the old Abbot.As directed Mr. and Mrs. James' bared their bottoms and leaned over the Abbot's table..The old Abbot hand come around his table and. She was certainly afraid of what was to come, but she wasn't concerned that it would go too far. It was a moment before she could find her voice. "No, Mistress ... never. I love you, Mistress ... I wouldn't run away. Punish me, Mistress, please." She dropped to her knees in front of Gretchen, her eyes cast down, and this time the tears did fall from them.From her position on the floor, Nina couldn't see the look of longing that passed over Gretchen's face. The last thing she wanted to do was.