If it could be higher, it would." She put her arms around me and hugged me tight. We went in to Calveen's house and had a good lunch. Calveen admitted...to all that he was pleasantly surprised at the quality of the meal.As we rested, there was a discussion about what to do next. We were in punishment mode, not teaching mode, and no one was feeling pity for the two young girls still strung up upside down. It was decided that bigger or longer butt plugs were needed and that pain would not be. A few minutes later she walked out, looked very fresh, except she was still walking in a strange way, due to the sore pussy and ass she had from being fully fucked and over used, Tim had already arranged for a taxi to take her to her hotel suit, he sat her in the back seat whispering in her ear “happy? I don’t think you can be fucked again tonight, so I should leave you alone, but for sure once your husband leave tomorrow, I will come check on you, may be give you a massage and a nice gentle. That took a while, not having looked at them for over a week. I firmly rejected the idea of reading online, knowing the effect it would have and made myself catch up on my accounts. Wanting a change I dug out a Cruxshadows CD and poured some more whisky. When the CD ended, I wove my way to bed – I don’t have a high tolerance for alcohol – and eventually fell asleep.Sunday morning ... and nothing to distract me. I had breakfast, made some sandwiches and set off for a long, long walk. The fresh. Melissa had cleaned, tidied, lit candles and set the music. She had showered, shaved, styled, powdered and perfumed. She had dressed in the special outfit and was standing in a fever of doubt, desire and mild dread in the middle of the room. Her fingers fluttered at each other and her eyes kept scanning the room, making sure everything was as it should be. She waited.The sound of the old elevator stopping at her floor brought her eyes back to the door. She held her breath as the footsteps.