"No ma?am, you are right. I know that it won?t remain a secretforever," With a sniffle I tried to raise my face up and meet hergaze. "I?m ashamed o... what I am." Now we are getting somewhere!" Karen exclaimed. "Yes, you should beashamed of what you are!"Her words hit me like a load of bricks, ?I should be ashamed!? With myeyes still downcast in a trembling voice I responded, "I am a shamefulworthless sissy." No, you are getting this wrong honey," she replied using her hand toforce my face. It was the thought of just how many people would be looking at me in my birthday suit! Anyway, already hammered into the earth were four short wooded stakes, each with a length of rope attached. Mistress instructed me to get down on my hands and knees between them and Maddy tied my wrists and ankles to the stakes. Luckily for me, the garden was in the shade so that, while it was warm, i wasn't going to get burnt in the Bank Holiday sunshine. Mistress the gave Maddy a length of cane and granted. Young Maureen is very ill with leukaemia and she needs a bone marrow transplant pronto.’ ‘So, what the fuck has that got to do with me? I can’t help the kid, we’re not related in the slightest,’ I blustered. I was sorry to hear about the child’s illness, but there was fuck all I could do about it. ‘Mo, Listen to me for a few minutes, will you? I know that all those tests you had done apparently proved that you aren’t the father of Maureen. Oh notice the name Sarah gave her, it was the closest. Like they have a mind of their own.” She laughed at that and got on her knees between my legs, she looked up at me with those dark eyes and said ”If you’re hands are gonna behave good then you’re gonna remember this b’day for the rest of your life. So please don’t spoil it.” and she started opening my belt, my button and my zipper. When she had undone it she grabbed it along with my underwear and started pushing it down. I raised my hips and she pulled them down my legs. She placed her hands on.