The two claps, and Yeon-Jae was on me before I had time to advance, slashing this time and hitting me in the side with the sabre. We reset and went a... it again. This time I managed a block before she adjusted and whipped the sabre past my ear, not hitting me. I saw the blade go past my eye and reaction took over: I cheated. I pushed her back with my free hand and she stumbled two steps away. Immediately the two claps came as I had been disqualified, but Yeon-Jae shouted something and. We sat back. We were happy.It was only later that night when the guilt set in. Deep, long-lasting. For four days, I did not dare talk to him. For three nights, I tossed and turned. My sleeping dreams resounded with the barks of masters, parents, judges, magistrates, reproaching, shaming, condemning. Then I'd wake to waves of relief knowing it was a dream. I hadn't done anything wrong; I wasn't going to prison. A mere moment later I'd be overwhelmed by the consciousness that I had indeed done. She simply said, "Oh wow!" and laid back down, spreading her legs even more. I knew everything was going to be good, and my nervousness subsided. I began to really attack her pussy. I switched my hand and tongue, putting two fingers inside of her and flicking her clit with my tongue. She put her pillow over her head to muffle her moans, which were becoming more persistent.It occurred to me that I hadn't actually seen her pussy, so I removed my face from her snatch for just a moment to get a. Shewent into the kitchen and came out with a pancake spatula. How's that going to help, I thought. ?Get the stain out!? Daphne toyed withmy penis through my pantswith her long fingers and I got harder and harder.Suddenly she unzipped my pants, and pulled it out. Oh boy. WHAP! The spatulacame down, big, flat, painful metal on the tip of my glans, and I screamed. As I screamed, The Colonel began barking hysterically, not at Daphne, butat ME. I began worrying that he might bite my balls off..and.