There was no bath first, no warning. Mother and Kate and Sarah overpowered me, stripped off my clothes, and threw me down on my bed, strapping my han...s and feet to the bedposts. Charles was sent for.He was visibly surprised to see me naked and to be handed the horsewhip. ?I will not do this,? he said. ?You go too far.??Charles, do as I say,? ordered Mother.?She is still covered with bruises. I thought you would be satisfied with punishing her once, but clearly you will never stop. I will. Her ass held the shape of inflated tear drops, flexing wearily as she navigated. Slow. Sure of the way. She was completely anonymous from behind, and boldly exposed ahead. Her palm tacky and hot as his own. She moved as if she were guiding them through oncoming currents of air, as if they were swimming toward daylight. But the dawn was still, and the further they got from the plaza where they’d been masked in a sea of masks, the quieter the world seemed to become. He should have been wary of. Sometimes, they do not."We knew that Cathy and Edie were still to arrive, so we cuddled rather than starting serious play. Carol looked across the room and sounded sympathetic. "Poor Art. When those two finish with him, you're setting him up for hot engineer sex with the warrior goddess, followed by standup comedy sex."Marie wondered, "I think I've had enough IVs such that I can set one up for Art, should he need to be revived. At the very least, I should make coffee and be sure high-energy. "Ask him if he would consider giving you another treatment in your home. Ask him what he would charge to make a house call." "Jim, I'd be asking him how much he would charge to come here make me cum and then fuck me. It's so humiliating," I protested, as my pulse raced.I cannot explain why, but merely imagining humiliating myself this way was arousing me. I could feel myself starting to leak into my panties as Jim encouraged me to make this phone call. I looked at the clock. It was after seven..