I held the knife close to her face so she couldn’t fail to realise the situation she was in and I said “Becky you be a good girl and do exactly wh...t I say or I will kill you and your dog, do you understand?”She was completely shocked by my sudden change of mood.“What do you want” she said “Why are you doing this?”“Just be a good girl and I won’t hurt you, give me any trouble and I will kill you. Do you understand” I said, raising my voice.“Yes”, she said looking very scared.“Walk with me this. Those soft hands felt so good. I actually stop playing with her as she was giving me some long needed lip service. I was in seventh heaven. She finally turned herself around into a sixty-nine position and we went after each other with abandon. I was under her licking the clit and using my fingers on her pussy. I also was going between the pussy and her asshole which really made her go over the edge. While I was licking the juices up she brought me to a climax. Boy I needed that is what I told. "Do you really think your displeasing me will be let off so lightly? Fetch the riding crop."Returning with the crop she placed it in his hand."Arms over your head!" he ordered. Instantly she obeyed. "Well at least you know how to follow directions." Three times the crop lashed her tender breasts, Marianne wishing to cry out in pain, but knowing even more punishment would follow, constrained herself although she did gasp as leather met flesh."Now on your knees, here beside my chair!" Marianne. It was a storage complext, with hundreds of individual storage units. Finding the correct one, I opened it.Inside there was dozens of boxes, all neatly packed. On one near the front, there was a note. It was from my parents, they must have set this up for me when they were busted. The prosecutors complained that they could never find all the evidence, so as punishment, threw the book at my parents.The letter just apologized for what had happened (almost 25 years ago now), and told me that they.