You swallow? He’s yours!”“What?” asked Sam.“I mean it! You swallow and he belongs to you! He’ll do anything you want! It’s like you have... your own personal slave!”“Wow!”Tam rolled off the bed. “Come on. Let’s practice.”“What?”“Not for real. Come on!” She grabbed her sister by the hand and dragged her off the bed. “I’ll show you!” Tamara led her sister down the stairs to the kitchen. She grabbed a bunch of bananas off the counter and broke off two of them. “Here! Practice!”“What?”Tam didn’t say. Mistress Heathcoate nodded, her smile returned. “And what happened then?”Sandrine and Amélie once more exchanged looks. Sandrine spoke. “I think you know, Mistress.” She paused and took a deep breath. “I died, of course, with my nipples hard against the stone, the stone tweaking them in some fashion and my center pressed as hard against the stone as I could.” She sighed. “Aye, I feel it yet again. I feel it in my face.”Amélie nodded. “I died as well, Mistress Heathcoate.” She looked at her. .. CRACK!The Countess herself laid into her with a riding crop and this was not held back. She managed to keep silent for the first stroke, and then offered, ~One, Master. Thank you Master.~This further incensed the Countess who snarled, "In English, worm!"Hiss ... CRACK!After the second blow she made another mistake in saying, ~It is forbidden my His Magnificence, may he live for ever, for a woman to flog.~The Earl intervened and said, "You are being flogged by a man. His Magnificence, the. She introduced herself as Yllana.Only when she stood up did I notice her curves highlighted by tight black skirt. She was wearing a casual office coat above her blue colored top.The interview then commenced shortly, although, despite my best efforts, I couldn't steadily hold eye contact with her. The buttons near her breast area was about to burst, seemingly unable to contain her boobs.I was over=indulging myself with the view when she pointed out. "Having a good view I see?"Quickly, I.