It had been a long day, with the drive there and the all-day visit. I was tired. She also went to sleep.At about 10 O'clock we were awakened by Dave, ...nocking on the window. He told Maryanne to get out, saying they would go into the woods next to the parking lot. I wasn't invited, not that I had expected to be.Dave was carrying a folded blanket, and holding hands, they disappeared into the shrubbery. A few minutes later I was unable to suppress my urge to follow them. My voyeuristic nature was. Then she peaked and fell back onto the table exhausted. Mistress Vera smiled; she had been waiting for an excuse to punish her slave, because although the slut had been doing as ordered because she had no other choice she had yet to fear her mistress or feel real humility because she had never disobeyed her to any great extent. But now Mistress Vera would have a chance to test out the punishment she had had in mind and so complete the training of her slave. Chapter 2 The slave was still tied to. Shit! Knocked over the nail polish. What a mess!Hmmm, the good feelings are still there after all that time cleaning up the polish. Now that's interesting! Bob, Bob, Bob, my heart is pounding just thinking about him. Thinking about his cock... Let me count the ways I love his cock.I love it in my hand; against my skin; on the edge of my tongue; its slickness between my tits; reaming into my gaping wet pussy; deep in my throat; slapping against my lips or nipples; covered with his cum; and up my. "A man of my own heart, such vision is unusual in the British; in my sad experience. But I can see the hand of the creator has rested on your brow. As indeed it has on mine. I shall gather my creations for your amusement, one moment Mr Holmes!"Ned watched in seething, silent fury as the Professor scurried away. He, Ned Holmes, would ensure that this madman faced the authorities, he would indeed answer and atone for his sins!Burgabiter strode along the corridor with a spring in his step, then he.