Bluebird is a sweet little thing who rubbed salt in my wounds with mocking laughter. She loves torturing me. Also Miss Noenoe and the beautiful Miss ...igresspalm laughed at my moans. Mr Hagarch, the master of the house, happened to be out. I am punished with whipping regularly three times a day, following the common meals, which i have to watch starving. If i get food at all, it is but a few handful kitchen waste. Having been whipped, I have to thank for the punishment, humbly kissing the feet. I know just what to say to get her going, although at this stage she doesn't need any encouragement. Also there is truth in my reply...I certainly would be. "I want you" Her words laced with lust said in a whisper. Getting up off the log she stands looking around, scanning trees while I take off my jeans and lay on soft earth, I'm going to have a dirty behind but at this point I'm passed caring. Sarah removes her t shirt and although not necessary, also removes her skirt. Now naked except for. Pushing me head into her big breasts. I turn my head to face her and put my hands on her breasts. I hear her let out a soft moan. I know that she’s feeling good. I lift her shirt to reveal her big blue lacy bra and kiss her just above where her cleavage starts. This really gets her going. We get into a more comfortable place. Her couch is very big and comfortable. She reaches fifteen my zipper and slowly pulls it down. She looks at me and says are you ok? I say yes I’m very comfortable right. Mark noticed her discomfort, and smirked to himself. Now that he had finally been able to release the tension from the insane sexual yo-yo that had been today, he found himself sliding more easily back into their usual dynamic."Something bothering you?" he asked slyly.Sarah squirmed a little more, biting her lip once again as she looked up with her usual adorable pout. "That wasn't much of a punishment," she said meekly."Oh?" Mark asked, feigning ignorance as he stood up. "You want to be.