I start to feel around his ass. Then, I stick my tongue outand lick his butt cheek. He starts to laugh.Steven: what are you doing?Me: Licking your ass...teven: thats gross dudeMe: Does it feel good?He doesn't answer. So I make the next move. I stick my tongueinto his tight asshole. He jumps.Steven: why would you lick my butt?Me: because you have a perfect ass kidI give him an amazing rim job, one I will never forget. I don'tknow if all asses feel this good, but this was fucking amazing.I spread. "He's pretty silly, isn't he?" I said to her.She nodded her head, still covering her mouth.Jack was looking at something behind me and to the side. "Here it comes ... here it comes ... wait for it..."I heard a SNAP! and a surprised yelp. Jack started cracking up. I turned around to see Bozo looking foolish, like he got caught with his hand in the cookie jar."What the... ?" I said.Jack slowed down his laughing enough to say, "He was checking out one of your mouse traps."I looked back at him.. He said good bye and rode off.For a while I was afraid he would tell. But Mr. Darrell kept it for himself. It was our secret. From then on he watched me masturbating from a distance, through his binoculars. I only talked to him a few times after the initial whipping. On one occasion, I handed him my riding crop and bent over for him. I learned quickly that Mr. Darrell did not have a playful attitude when it came to punishment. He whipped my ass methodically, without saying a word. There were a. The girls took up positions in front of me, one to each side of the oak door that I was facing. Within a few seconds that door had opened, and a striking woman with ringlets of copper coloured hair falling to her shoulders stood before me. She was not beautiful, although certainly attractive, with high cheekbones and striking green eyes. She wore a long sleeved, black leather dress with an extremely short skirt and a full-length front zip running from the neckline to the hem.The zip was drawn.