With that Ahmet spun on his heels, and exited the room. Peter took stock of his surroundings, a dimly lit empty room with nothing in it save the smal... bed to which he was shackled. It was only at that point that Peter realized that all he had on was a thin muslin cloth wrapped around his midsection. Barely enough fabric to cover his manhood. Desperately Peter tried to sort out in his head what had happened, but he could come up with no definitive answer save that if Ahmet was here, then his. She tossed me the reins of her black mare, and walked towards the sandy bank of the pool?s edge. I quickly led her mare to a grassy area near another part of the stream, and tied it within reach of the water?s edge. Pulling down the saddle bag, I followed my Mistress to where she was surrounded by her friends who were already splashing water on themselves and each other.My Mistress is the grand daughter of the famed Seer Alkanya, who is consulted by both the royal family and our great warriors. I was squirming and begging him to stop and crying hard. He held me tight around the waist as he kept whipping me, varying the pace and strength of his hits. I just kept squirming but all at once I felt something hard poking me in the stomach. Even through the pain of the whipping, it dawned on me that he had gotten a hard on."Oh God, please stop. Don't whip him any more, please," cried mother."Only way I stop is for you to strip," said Jerome, as picked up the pace some more.I was really. The stuff was just plain boring and posed real challenges to my attention span.I got up and tried to tidy up my room. It was late and silent. I was certain that everyone else had gone to sleep. I turned the TV on to check the weather and flipped through the channels lazily. Suddenly, an image caught my attention and I stopped to watch for a minute. It was obviously a porno movie, some midnight feature as part of a movie channel promotion. The scene was unreal and the acting was very poor. I.