. WM: turn around and let me see your back.WM: wow, I think somebody called you to fuck you, right.I was feeling shy and down listening to such words ...rom a watchman, he would have saluted me if I come in day time wearing something, but now, I am at his mercy. He adored my ass. “Such a curvy ass” he said. I was wearing a waist thread; he caught it and pulled it so that I would fall on him. I was totally dumbstruck, don’t know what to do. I asked him to leave me. “Please don’t do anything to me”. He led the way, his hips swaying slightly as he walked in front of me. "you'll have to excuse me, I have another engagement, but Chantelle is looking after your girlfriend." As we entered the salon, Barbette was leaning back in a chair with a beautiful young girl fussing over her."Chantelle, make sure to look after Ms Barbette's every need and lock up after you" instructed Monsieur Antoine and then turning to me he said "Enjoy, you don't know how lucky you are". Wondering what he meant by that. Then the flogger sharply strikes my shaft causing my hips to jerk up off the table. I fight to stay silent while my mind screams "YES! YES! MORE! PLEASE! MORE!" I lose count of the blows at 20 and let my mind fade into a delirium of sensations. When she stops, I find that I am panting, nearly foaming at the mouth, with her gently stroking my temple with her hand. I focus and slow my breathing as she whispers words of praise into my ear. "You're doing very well. I'm so very proud of you. Back. It was the most incredible feeling a man could ever experience. She charged twenty shells for an evening and no man ever wanted his money back," Malcolm said. Every word he said was true. He didn't know how good she was in bed, but he had helped her move."You paid twenty shells to sleep with a woman?" No. I helped her move when her indenture was over," Malcolm said. His comment was greeted with silence. He waited for the inevitable question and didn't have to wait long."So you're saying you.