I went in and it was huge , I saw things that I hadn't anywhere else , I was in heaven.Going further in there was a sign for theater so going through...a door I found myself in the room with cubicles and little video players , I was pretty nervous but went and sat in one and started watching the films, again the content was so sexy and new , to me , straight gay , lesbian but most of all it was the shemales, I was transfixed.I watched for a while and then just had tot my cock out , I was wanking. .................................................................I woke early next morning, well that's not really true, because in truthI had not had a lot of sleep. The kiss from Graham had been replayed inmy mind all night, what had Emma seen did she see everything, did shenotice the lingering of the kiss, did she notice her kiss on the cheek asopposed to mine on the lips, or even possibly nothing at all.One thing was for sure there was no reason to keep lying here. I got upand had a shower. He stood near my legs; he swung his driver like he was at the golf course. I felt the driver connect with my testicles. The pain I felt knocked me unconscious. Sometime later, I awoke again. This time, my ears were no longer covered. There was blood on my chest, penis, and legs. My master was watching me. He said that he had administered 25 strikes of the cane on my penis for each time I had came during the night. He said that I had been erect during most of the time, and the trauma of the. ‘but, your counters are really clean, how do you do that?’ ‘I feel them with my hands, if they’re smooth, they’re clean, if I hit a sticky spot, I clean it,’ I explained, ‘I don’t like sticky stuff, it’s yucky.’ ‘No sticky stuff at all?’ she asked in a flirtatious tone. ‘Well, it depends on what the sticky stuff is attached to,’ I quickly replied again with that bit of a smirk that I get on my face. ‘I saw that!’ she said with a slight giggle. ‘Saw what?’ I asked innocently. ‘That look on your.