”Without bothering to look at him, Lady Hilda said. “Now, tell me, boy. Is your girlfriend a slut?”“No, Lady Hilda, ma’am.”In an instant, ...he crop had cracked against one of the girl’s buttocks. She cried out.“Wrong answer!”“I’m sorry, Lady Hilda, ma’am.”“Don’t apologise to me, boy, apologise to your girlfriend. She’s the one who will pay for your lies. Because it was a lie, wasn’t it? Anyone can see that your girlfriend is a slut, can’t they?”“I don’t know, Lady Hilda! I don’t…”The leather. The girl I wanted more than anything was offering herself to me on a platter. All thoughts of her using me for the night and then going on a jock hunt the next day evaporated. My ego was such that I knew once Maggie and I had made love she wouldn't want anyone else."You sure about this?" Positive. Take me to the prom and I'll see to it that you won't even remember Harlena's name."It was an offer I couldn't refuse.To my eyes Maggie was the best looking girl at the prom. She was a standout in a. I fastened her wrists into the restraints and put her ankles into cuffs on a spreader bar. I took Shawna’s soiled thong and stuffed it into Stephie’s mouth. (Some punishment!) I went to the wall and turned the crank to raise the chains via a cable and pulley system. I raised her until just her toes and the balls of her feet were all that made contact with the floor. I opened the closet to get a couple of items out to whip and paddle her with. Shawna gasped, “Oh my God, look at all of that. This time she had instructed me to go to her kitchen and wait there quietly at her pleasure. I could hear her talking in her lounge adjacent and a lttle laughter before her invitable call of "Slave" summoned me. Mistress was sitting with another woman visitor. A huge lady, massive in fact. Legs like tree trunks and arms like an all-in wrestler. Incredibly fat and not n the slightest bit sexy or attractive. She eyed my slight 11 stone body in a totally predatory way too as Mistress introduced.