”In a rush of adrenaline, I managed to lift the bar three more times. Then I could do no more.“I guess that means that you owe me five lashes. Now...lay still.”I laid on the bench as she smacked me with her riding crop. The first four to my stomach hurt, but the last one, right on my pussy was excruciating. I fell off the bench wailing my pain.It turned out that I had a lot more leg strength than upper body strength. I had no trouble doing leg lifts and thigh crunches, but I got numerous beatings. I kicked her in the buttocks and stepped on her neck. This was as dominant as she had probably seen a man behave toward her, so I hoped that this would demonstrate that I was no serf or slave to fear or even respect her."Listen, madam, and focus on what I tell you. I do not know what is exactly going on between you and this lad of yours, but leave me out of it! If you wish to keep your stupid forest and your estates, keep your hands off me and mine. If you wish to stay alive, do not harm the. The snowplow guys hate it."Now we were riding beside a stone wall, about four feet high. Healthy,lush green trees of many varieties raised their heads on the far side."Nearly there, ah, that's the gate." We turned under a high stone archwith the donor's name on it, and went one way and another. It was mostlyjust a forest, although well cared for. But there were many lovelygardens, pools, and specimen trees too. We came to the bottom of a dell.On one side, nestled in the crook of two hills, was. He frowned, and pushed her mouth closed and held her nose until she swallowed.“Good girl,” he said, and waited.She looked up at him, not understanding.He shocked her.A few moments later, he shocked her again.“You’ll remember eventually,” he told her.Then he shocked her.Realisation came to her. She flushed bright red, and said, “Thank you for cumming in my mouth, sir.” She didn’t look at him as she spoke.“Now, I’m not a rapist,” he told her. “So I’m not going to fuck your mouth again unless you.