.... who cares? Anyway, eventually, she couldn't hold back any longer and pissed herself. No way she could hide it..... he was very angry and when the... got home punished her by refusing to let her wash, tied her down and dripped hot candle wax over her (had to be a red candle for some reason). I thought I could make that come true for her, although I was not too keen on her soaking the passenger seat of my car with piss! We got round that problem, by her volunteering her own rather. I only wanted one thing in this world – to get out of this damned inn before I was burned alive. When the fight finally ended and the last of the attackers fled into the underbrush, I sank down to my knees in the grass outside the inn, gasping for air and dripping with sweat. Those around me turned instantly to trying to put out the fires: shouting and bringing pails of water from the well and the water troughs. Within a few minutes the fires were under control. The girl – whoever she was – was. Her smile faded slightly though when she happened to glance over at Finley, who was sitting, scowling in his chair. She knew that it wasn’t just about Katherine and her dismissal from school. Poor guy, he always had that miserable look about him. ‘Come along now,’ Charles urged, tugging Cynara out of the room. ‘Where are we going?’ Cynara asked even as she let herself be led into the hallway and toward the staircase. ‘I think you know,’ Charles said suggestively. It had only been two weeks. I fought it but finally could not hold off any longer. "You will be punished for that," Tina whispered.She was not kidding as a belt found it's mark on my ass. "You are just learning and will be excused with less punishement but you must learn to give pleasure before receiving it." A few more stings of the belt were making their mark on my ass. Then I could feel one lubricating my ass and it scared me. It would hurt and it would be messy. I hated that. Then I had no time to think as a.