She murmured something, indistinctly heard, perhaps, “Honey, I’m so sorry for all this”, before she turned and left.Once I had recovered from my...time In The Great Outdoors, I went back to work. Surprisingly, there was a poverty of folks performing stupid human tricks, accompanying a deficit of coughs, colds, and miscellaneous sick folks to cure. So, again, I came home early. This time, they asked for volunteers to go home. (“Me! Me! Me! Oh, MeMeMe! Me! I’ll go home!”) Evidently, the boys had. His hand?? He took a deep breath of my scent and stepped around me again before I could puzzle it out. Take off your bikini top. he told me quietly, and he didnt really sound stern anymore, and his eyes stared at my chest in a way that reminded me of Mikes earlier. I opened my mouth and stared pleadingly at him, but I knew already there was nothing to say. Silent tears slid down my cheeks as I reached back and unclasped the bikini top, pulling it off with shaking little fingers. I stared at. The door was half opened. I have entered to the drawing room and sit on sofa after some time that old lady servant come to me and told me that madam are still sleep at their bed room because of Sunday after saying this she had left that place to their garden.I have waited many times and then and started to go upstairs to their bed room. The door has half opened and I have tried to see inside the bed room. I have shocked to see them and they are fully nude both hands are on each other’s boobs. You know I hate it when you mumble.All you want to do is whimper but you say quickly “Ten, Sir?”“Hmm, no, I think you need to feel this one for a few days. Fifteen.”One of your tits is grabbed, squeezed hard and yanked down. “Do. Not. Lose. Count.”You feel me push your head down into the bed, indicating you should drop your front half.WHACK. You feel the sharp sting of the crop on your labia. “One. Thank you for teaching my cunt.”You feel a rapid set of harsh slaps now and hope that you counted.