So, today, I think I will stay in bed for a while. Tonight we will pay another visit to the Club. Later today I will relieve the pain on the cheeks of... your ass with an ointment” she told me, then giving me instructions for the rest of morning. I did as I was told, happy for the approval of my Mistress and knowing that I could trigger her disappointment, and receive punishment, at any time. Being a perfect slave slut is not for weak or mindless beings. At around noon, she called me up. I ran. I stared deeply into his dark sexy eyes their almost in detectable movement the only response as he gazed over my face. ‘Angelo make love to me.’ I whispered. A smile came across his lips acknowledging that I’d asked him to do exactly what he’d wanted to since we entered his home. He released my thigh and slipped his hand around my waist once again as he turned to lead me across the living room toward his bed room. A shiver of anticipation swirled up my spine as we approached to closed. He pulled out his cock, lifted my hips and dragged the shorts off me. He flipped me over on my belly, put his hands under me and raised me up on my knees, my ass high in the air. I felt his hands separating my thighs and the positioning of his cock at my pulsing pussy. I bit my lip and braced for the assault. He drove into me, pushing me forward. I took it, gritted my teeth and pushed backward “I can take it you fucker, I can take it” I heard myself saying “this old girl can take it, give it. " No, of course not; but I couldn't leave you for ten days after the trauma you faced. As you will see, I had to tidy up some loose ends before being able to join you here."(Jeanne translated the story as it unfolded to her daughter)"So how have you been able to come now?" Stephen asked."It is a bit of a long story, but I will go through it slowly. Firstly, I am on holiday as you are. I have been in daily contact with Jeanne to make sure you were OK. Jeanne invited me to come and stay."I also.