Jones said. "I studied in Europe for three years, and learned the proper use of the cane. Once you have been caned, you will never forget it." Becau...e you have never felt the cane before, I will give you only six strokes. You are to stay in position and count each stroke and say, 'Thank you, Mrs. Jones.' If you stand up or forget to count, the stroke will be administered again. Do you understand. Clyde?" Yes, Mrs. Jones." I replied."Just relax a bit. It will make the caning easier to. I could feel his tongue pushing at my lips and I obliged by opening my mouth and felt his tongue invade it. My switch was flicked, I felt like a torrent of passion was being released from its cage. We kissed passionately until I could stop myself no more. I dropped to my knees and fumbled at his belt, literally tearing at the clutch until I got it open. Oh Bhagwan,” he murmured as I grabbed his zip and tugged it down. I then grabbed his jeans and pulled them down untilI was kneeling in front of. She just winked at me, and pressed the dildo into my butt. As I felt the head enter my ass, my muscles began to tighten, and they wrapped around the head. Just then. Mistress Cissy pressed on the plunger and I felt an ice cold squirt of cum enter me. Mistress Cissy then pulled the dildo out, much to my surprise.I looked into the mirror again and saw that several of the other ladieswere standing behind her waiting to take a turn. One after the otherpenetrated my ass and filled me, but none of. He met her eyes for a time but the echo of the dead mother’s wail blanched his soul. He looked away, looked down the street to see his ‘ghostly self’ walking toward him, bearing the two doves. As the ethereal form began to ascend the steep roadway, a second version of himself turned away, seeking another path to the temple. A third appeared at the bottom, hesitating as it considered a wagon, long gone, blocking the road. He should have saved the little girl. He should have tried harder. Wim ran.