What was it about Lauren that I couldn’t control myself? Why did I allow her to have such control over me? Around lunchtime, Mallory knocks on my do...r “Mr. Robertson. I am going to get lunch, do you want your normal from the deli across the street.” “That would be great. Thank you, Mallory” and the door closes. “Shit, lunchtime already? Where had the day gone? I had gotten nothing done and had to be on a call in 25 minutes. I opened up my laptop for the first time all day and fired off an email. “We are English, I am sure you are aware the English have a reputation for being kinky. We have no inhibitions when sexual pleasure is involved, none at all,” he tells me.“Come and meet Dimity then. She is an exciting woman.“Before you do, can I have a look at your equipment?,” he asks somewhat agitated.“Happy to oblige,” I smile back as I strip down to my jock strap and enjoy flashing and stroking my freshly shaved. flaccid cock for him.“Wow, five or six inches flaccid, and a nice toned body. Have a great weekend.Kirsten------------------------------------------------------------------------Friday 2nd MarchBefore I begin sharing my experiences today, let me answer some of thequestions you have asked, and also comment on your kind reply.I used to have quite a few matching sets, but for now I just have oneother bra (a white Marks & Spencers lacy underwired one......no paddingso I can wear it in work under my white shirt), and quite a few pairs ofdelightful satin panties in different. Finally a pause........but only briefly as now the leather strap is directed at my belly, my rib cage and my naked breasts........SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! the blows continue until the familiar red stripping begins to decorate my chest. My nipples are hard and my eyes filled with tears..........and still my pussy quivers and glistens in it's wetness. Finally the trashing of my body ceases and with one swish of the pocket knife my bonds are cut and and I drop to my knees. He stands over me.