“Very well then. Elaine, dear. Cane the naughty boy’s bottom.” Pauline nodded as I returned my face to the pillow and awaited the caning.I did n...ot have long to wait before Elaine Beltham tapped the cane against my red and sore bottom until she was satisfied where her first stroke would land. She took a deep breath, drew the cane back before bringing it down expertly, and painfully, against the fleshy centre of my bottom with a loud “Thwack!”Once the pain had registered in my brain, I shouted. But I also found out that there were magazines and web-sites that wanted more artistic stuff, erotic rather than pornographic. I would do the artistic modelling. A suggestion that sex was going to happen. That's all. But if any of the girls didn't want publication in this country, their wishes were respected." I nodded."I can understand that, well actually you proved it to me with those photos. Two very beautiful girls appearing to show love for one another. Much more simulating then the. You can nod bitch, but you better not speak though.” He added with a smirk.Mikayla nodded, the tiny bit her choking metal and leather collars would allow her. She sniffled and her face turned from a pout into a sad look of pathetic acceptance, as Roman moved his hand to her right breast. Her nipple was perked from the cold of the cellar. It poked up and out, at the ready for him to attach the clamp to. And there wasn’t a damn thing she could do to stop him.He clamped it on with delight,. A soft hint of dampness caressed her exposed nipples causing them to stiffen, become hard points centered on her small firm flesh. An almost moan sighed from between her slightly parted lips as she breathed deeply. Her chest filled with air forcing her breasts upwards meeting the grazing moist warmth.Her unconscious mind whirled as thoughts of her earlier talk on the phone with her dear love invaded her brain. Whispers of soft words formed on her lips as she moaned and spoke her love of him..