We're from Des Moines, USA. Megan is a student who is going to start a law degree at University here in beautiful Scotland next month, and my husband...and myself are over her helping her to settle in, and to have a vacation in this beautiful land.” She flashed me a big insincere, fawning grin. “We're staying at the hotel about mile further up this road. My husband went to play golf today and we've been in town, and then went to see a band tonight. I'm sorry I was speeding sir, I was in too. " yes Master " comes the instant reply,I take the first hit of poppers that gets me in the mood in the way i want , i slowly climb the stairs , there is one step that creaks, i delibretly step on it so he knows i am close by , i've got over one of my shoulders a shortish leather cat-o nine tails it has little knots of leather on the tails, stings like crazy and leaves lovely welts,he's in the postion i want him knelt on the bed , the curtains are drawn as i like the lighting to be set very low,. Once I had a plan I would just disappear, another white trash runaway. This 'family' wouldn't shed a tear.The clock said 4:00 PM. I got up and left the room. My 'sister' was back in front of the television, a bag of chips in her lap. She didn't even glance in my direction as I sat down.How would 'Wesley' normally react in this situation? I dug around in her mind to find out.She was still trying to figure out what she had seen earlier. Why had her brother been crying like that? When she had gone. . Please ... I didn’t ... didn’t mean any disrespect. I was just ... just...” SMACK!! SMACK!! One slap on each of my tits. They stung my nipples terribly.“You were just what?” SMACK!! SMACK!! She continued to punish my tits.I couldn’t answer, so she continued punishing my tits. She alternated swatting my left and right tits. They were on fire. “Answer me!” She commanded.“I was horny. Hornier than I’ve ever been in my life.” I blurted out in my shame and humiliation.She paused her slapping..