I backed away from him, blushing even more furiously. He looked at Dad. “She is not very friendly, is she George?” he commented. “Needs a bit o... discipline I think. When was the last time you gave her a lesson?” Dad looked embarrassed. “I have not actually punished her at all, so far,” he admitted. “No wonder she is wilful then.” Uncle Dave said. “Slaves need to know who is the Master.” With that he grabbed me and threw me across his knees. With my hands cuffed behind me, he found it easy to. Jenny was right. I needed to either embrace Kate or release her. What I was doing wasn't right.I got up and went back to work, escaping my thoughts for a few hours, losing track of time. I was surprised when Kate walked in and dropped the car keys on the kitchen counter as she shed her coat."Kate! Back so soon?" I asked."Soon? I've been gone almost four hours, Bill," Kate replied as she ambled over to me. She leaned over and kissed me, and I could feel the chill of the outside air on her lips. It was a strange realisation at first, but then remembered the girls who were regularly caned, and wondered if that was to enjoy the stinging she was now experiencing.After a few memorable moments, Emma eased herself up and away from the computer screen. The only sounds in the room were Emma’s erotic loving sighs until the computer exploded into life, and Miss Holmes said sternly, “The screen is blank, girls. Have you covered it or turned it off?”Lara lied beautifully as she whisked the coat. Moreover, there I was alone in a strange city with the woman whom I always used to dream of laying. Luck could not have been better could it?Actually, it turned better. Being bored in the town, Padma wanted to explore France. Therefore, we planned to go to Paris the next weekend of my arrival. I used some tactics and using money as the criteria, convinced her that it would be better for both of us to take a single room, instead of two albeit with 2-seperate twin bed. She agreed. I booked the.