Mistress moved round to my front and attack my tits. Again, the first strike was not too hard but soon she was using the flogger with venom. I glanced...down at my breasts, red marks covered them. ‘Now my favourite target slut, your cunt’ My poor pussy was whipped mercilessly, then Mistress changed to the paddle, slapping my cunt so so hard. She returned to my rear, paddle in hand. Thwack, my arse stinging. Then more and more, I was feeling light-headed. The paddle was exchanged for her cat. ?"What the fuck?Snapper was a nickname Basher Howell thrust upon me during my first weekat junior school when he claimed I was so thin he could snap me in two.It stayed with me until I bade my home town a less than fond farewelleleven years later. I thought I'd made damn sure no one down here knewabout it."Snapper Brookbank! It is you!" she grins. "Don't you remember me?"With boobs that size? I bloody well ought to.I shake my head, and she starts laughing."I'll make it easy for you. Hart Street. She then tells me that she and George are going to spend the day in town on Saturday and would I like to meet up with them. "That would be nice. Are you coming in for a special reason?" No. We sometimes go swimming together and then look around the shops." What about coming to me?" She laughed delightedly. "We were hoping that you would say that."I find myself chuckling as well. I ask her how they are going to get into town and she says the bus. So after working what time they are going to get. ....." I'm terrified I'm about to do a full open pants-spunk in front of Her and I won't be able to control it - terrified but oh so excited. "O Graham, I know I make you cum in your pants!" She smiles almost wickedly and raises Her skirt, doing one of Her famous lovely poses, and shows every inch of Her lovely legginess, all the way from Her sex-queen high-heels to Her black knix, stocking-tops and suspenders, holding Her skirt up as She looks at me. Already I'm bent nearly double, giving a.