.but she doesn't care!Steph has a way of landing the long, thin rattan justperfectly against old blisters from previous castigation...it lands, thebl...ster bursts, Steph curses me for bleeding up her cane, and then it landsagain and again. "I get ill listening to you howl...we may have to getyour voice box removed, darlin'" she crooned, as she lashed the cane allover my back. "Can't you learn to clean?" Steph jumped around infront of me and landed the cane four or five times on my stomach, and. Victoria did not appear until six forty five and by then severalof us sissies were whimpering needfully.?Are you all ready darlings?? called out Victoria knowingly.A general chorus of urgent yeses answered her inquiry so she led us offin a crocodile of pairs between the hockey pitches to the dairy block.As we stepped outside the dormitory quadrangle we saw the othercrocodiles of sissy herders converging towards the large dairy building.At first we wanted to rush to get there first but Victoria. She'd seen the truth in his eyes. He loved her just as much as she loved him. That was good.She sat, mind obsessing on what to do. Eventually it dawned on her. She knew. Now, how?WEATHER INTERFERED WITH MY cooking as we prepared dinner. She'd been a mischievous sprite all afternoon, practicing her Greek on me, not the language, but behaviour, groping and pinching, laughing with twinkling eyes and dancing away from me when I tried some reciprocal actions. I had a partial erection from her gropes. .. but I guess I wasn't tired enough," she added in a soft tone to herself, though she couldn't deny the overwhelming feeling of release her formerly tense young body was enjoying. And in truth, she wasn't really ashamed for having let him lick her pussy, not really, as she might have been had a man done it, but admittedly she would have been at least red-faced had she and Sultan been discovered in the middle of their obscene little escapade.Carol tried to shake from her mind the lewd image of.