"Now come to me," Lady Dammartin says, and Caroline does as she is told. "Now, young lady, if you could see your way to arrange your lovely posterior ...ver my knee. That's right, just as you were for Lord Dammartin. Yes, perfect."Caroline is stretched out across Lady Dammartin's nylon clad thighs. Once again her head hangs down; her hair flows and pools at the older woman's feet. This time it is not boot-leather Caroline's cheek brushes against but the fine nylon of Lady Dammartin's stockinged. He tried to pull away but i managed to hold him in position, by now my own need for release was urgent, i told him to get himself over the heavy wooden dining table, it was a robust table i figured and would take what was to come, he duly placed himself over the table standing on the floor i tied his ankles apart to the legs & bound his wrists together and tied those to another leg of the table, now with any guy i fucked they without exception get blindfolded and gagged , and in my experience. ”We still didn’t get up right away. Lounging naked in Becky’s bed was comforting, and I was beginning to realize that it was probably part of these lessons.“This is nice,” I said. “Lying here is romantic. Intimate.”“Are you sure you’re fourteen?” she chuckled.“What?”“What you just said was wise beyond your years,” Becky sighed as she pressed herself closer. “Maybe even wise beyond your gender. Most guys just don’t have a clue about intimacy.”“Is that part of your lesson plan that you didn’t. .."Another powerful shock seized her muscles, silencing her voice. The jolt stopped only to start again, scrambling her thought processes and stealing her breath."It's apparent that I'll have to use more drastic methods," he said, tossing down the long black rod with which he'd been torturing her. "Of course, Oleander wanted me to use truth serum, but I find this technique so much more fun, don't you?"Gerhardt stepped back in front of her, moving to a cabinet and removing a knife. When he.