"There's no need to," I told him, as I took his hand, and transferred both of us into the cell. Eamon was a little startled by this, but no more so th...n Master Eogham was. He was lying on the sleeping platform, and he appeared to be older, haggard, and pale. He struggled to sit up on becoming aware of us."What have you done to me?" he demanded, but it came out as little more than a whisper."I haven't done anything to you. You have done it all to yourself. You are the one that summoned all of. ’Thwack!‘Yes, Mrs Vero,’ she mimicked.Thwack!‘What kind of tits do you have, Mrs Lonsdale?’Her tone was deliberately demeaning. I was getting more and more excited.‘S - saggy tits, Mrs Vero.’Thwack!‘Yes, Mrs Lonsdale, big, saggy tits. And a fat arse, Mrs Lonsdale. Don’t forget that!’‘No, Mrs Vero.’Thwack!‘Your arse needs punishment, doesn’t it, Mrs Lonsdale?’Thwack!Arghh! ‘Yes, Mrs Vero…!’‘Your cunt is soaking wet, Mrs Lonsdale – did you know that?’‘Y - Yes, Mrs Vero.’‘Of course you did. It is. I was offered a promotion at work. It was a great job but it required a lot of travel. My husband encouraged me to take the job. At first our sex life suffered, I was gone most of the week and my husband was busy entertaining clients on weekends. During the week we subsisted on phone sex and quickies. Our once or twice a weekend visits to swinger parties, sex clubs or an adult bookstore were cut to once or twice a month. I was starting to get frustrated and it showed, ok I was becoming a bitch.. Then you go over to the other side of the room in your chair to watch as the pain in my nipples makes me rise to my toes and then as the strain in my muscles become too much you will watch as I lower myself back to my heels, only to have the pain force me back on to my toes. It is torture, my legs hurting , my nipples being stretched and pinched being watched , and seeing myself in the mirror, feeling the pulsating vibrations in my ass the sensations moving through my body in to my pussy.