His demeanor was all wrong. It wasn't about him, there was something he was hiding."So what brings you here?" I asked."This," he said handing me a dvd..."What is this?" I asked."Play it and see," Andrew suggested.I added it to my laptop and it started to play. "Sylvia if you are seeing this I'm either dead or damn close to it," The image and the voice belonged to Colonel Martin.I hit the pause, "Is this his idea of a joke?" I asked."Martin had a massive heart attack yesterday. I was holding the. "I didn't know how to response to that."Let me tell you about my club a little bit. You know that for every Domina there are 10 submissive boys?"I nooded."But the problem is nine of those ten are useless. They just don't take it seriously. They want to be pleased instead of pleasing their Mistress. And they don't go as far as their Mistresses do. Or they change their mind in the middle of the play. So it's really hard to find a good slave. That's what I do. Find test and train perfect slaves. ’ I was forced to suppress the desire to slap their silly faces for the cruel things they were saying. But the very last thing I could allow was anything that might expose my pathetic infatuation to them. ***** Mr M’Crimmond had been with us for three or four weeks, and I had scarcely exchanged a word with him. He was a shy man with us girls, and a trifle tongue-tied. As I was to discover, this shyness did not extend to the whole of the female sex. One morning after breakfast I saw him slip. "Ummm uh did you have someone do it or tape it yourselves"? LeeAnn asked as she felt Dean positioning his dick at her entrance while watching Martina slowly grinding on her husband's dick.All four people were pretending they didn't notice what was going on.Martina and John could tell Dean was doing something but they couldn't see what, but the sight of LeeAnn's breasts and the talk about sex had them both hot.Martina could feel the moisture seeping out of her pussy causing a spot on her shorts..