I saw her walking towards my house, knocking gently on the front door and pushing it open, not waiting for me to answer. She came and stood next to me...at the large living room window that looked directly into their property. I could see their front yard and out onto the street a little, as well as their kitchen, some of the living room and parts of the upstairs bedroom, which I loved because sometimes Cath put on shows for me when no one else was around. “This is it,” Cath sighed. “It is,” I. I understood from what I was able to follow of the conversation between the women that the Lady Petrova had agreed to be the recipient as a kind of redress for the inadvertent injuries she had inflicted upon me. Her act would be an act of penance. I tried to protest that such a penance was unnecessary but both threatened to gag me if I did not desist.Both ladies removed all their attire and revealed themselves in a state of nature. At a distance both were well formed but the Lady Petrova showed. I think he was happy with his situation. The other Dominatrix, Diane, was very cruel to her slave, leaving many deep marks on his back and ass. She also allowed anyone who wanted, to fuck him. I never treated Brian this way; I was a strict disciplinarian, but never cruel. I was very protective and selfish with Brian.I met Paul years before when I was still with John. He would come to town occasionally he had a large uncut cock, and we would have very intense, very rough sex together. He was. Then I heard a knock. Ever a gentleman. He entered the room. He was very tall and elegant looking. Dressed in trousers and short sleeved shirt. Wow, what a hunk he was. “Sorry I am late. I missed the earlier train.”I was speechless and sat motionless on the bed.“Aren’t you going to invite me in?” He asked. It was a minute or two before I answered.“I am. Sorry; I was sort of taken aback by your appearance.”“Am I that old and ugly?” He was teasing me; I knew that.I got up and moved closer to him..