She was the one that had cut the word ?slut? into his back with a knife. It was Millicent that did not just enjoy his service, she made every moment t...rture if she could.It was not enough for him to be in the darkness of the Black Room. Millicent had smeared ginger oil over his body that stung and burned in waves of pain.It was not enough that Crystal used the cane in the Red Room. Millicent had soaked the canes in water to make every blow twice the agony. When Crystal punished him for real or. God he was only forty-one. Not clicking that the interview must have taken place midweek, Maggie thought if the damn woman journalist had been any good she would have named Maggie as housekeeper and potential mistress. She read than Headmaster was not a cast-in-clay academic. Oh no. For several years he’d played electric guitar in a night-club band, had visited many parts of Europe during long summer group bicycle tours, had won some success as a fencer and… ‘Omigod’ … had twice married and. Betsy could feel the long, slender finger inside her ass and suddenly realized there were two, possibly three fingers in each hole.She didn't mean to, but her arms went around the woman who was kissing her. She hugged the woman and pulled her closer, which must have conveyed the signs of lost lust. Betsy tried to kiss the woman, but only her lower lip went into the woman's mouth. Then she tasted more blood and knew it was her own, but for some strange reason it didn't matter. Thankfully her lip. I see after a few minutes shes shaking wildly Shit a knock on the door dam I put my binoculars down I pretend to sleep .The door opens quietly see I told you he fell asleep I do not know these I think I have met them about two yeas ago.April I hear one say come help me get his pants off no your on your own if he wakes up she laughs Yeah thanks a lot . I heard the door close, dam it ! Now shes talking to her self I can't believe they just left me alone with him .They told me do what I want.