Higgins turned the teenager and pointed at the cane.Sarah, who had slipped away once they had come out of the bathroom, came in just then carrying a t...ay which she then set down at the dressing table. “Oh, thank you Sarah, I’d quite forgotten how hungry I am”.Sarah smiled and Mrs. Higgins added, “It’s just a snack to keep you going until the morning. Now off with that bathrobe and slip this on please”. She had picked up the pink shortie nightie which Sally had only half noticed on the bed as. This was patiently borne with for some time, probably in consequence of our previous good behaviour. But at last Lizzie was somewhat impudent when blamed rather harshly by Miss Frankland.“Oh! it has come to that, has it? We shall see.” She continued our lessons until four o’clock as usual, and then desired Lizzie to remain where she was; she dismissed Mary and me, locked the door on poor Lizzie, and went away, doubtless for a rod. She soon returned, and locking herself in, most severely whipped. Frank continued, "I like women, I enjoy their company and the sex is, I dunno, more a whole experience. But I like that we guys just focus on cock. That's hot in a different way." I don't want you to feel pressured to have Molly there," Bill added. "I was thinking that we could have the other women on occasion. If Molly wants in, can you opt out, Pete? Or I could stay home that night." Let me think about it. Like I said before, I had a good time with her." OK, then I'll see how she. Then I was aware of my master Bard. I was begging him for more. I felt empty and I needed to be filled. He was laying me on our pallet. I was asking to be fucked again. He moved atop me and again I felt the pleasure of being filled. Bard moved slow and gentle. I relaxed and drifted slowly into sleep. I awoke early, before dawn, cradled between my master and mistress. Both of them held me in their arms. I had to pee but I could not move. My woman’s wound felt like it was on fire. I.