"You're moving fine," Toby said to him. "Do you mind if I look at the wound?" He moved round. Patch watched him. Toby looked closely at the wound and ...probed round it. "You're doing even better than I expected, Patch," he said. "I think you're ready to give your mistress a gentle ride."Victoria hopped up and down with joy. "Give me a leg up, Mark darling," she said. Mark did so and she walked Patch bareback round the paddock talking to him all the way."You've made her day," said Mark.. So by the time I reached our flat ( we rented out a flat ), he will be sleeping mostly in lungi ( A south Indian dhothi which men usually wear at night mostly at villages).So now let’s come to the story,One fine day, as usual, I came to our flat at around 11 PM, he is already sleeping when I came home in lungi, he usually sleeps early, so it was pretty normal. I went to the bathroom to quickly fresh up and have dinner. When I came back, I got the sweetest shock, he is sleeping without underwear. ‘Ok yes I’m soaked’ she whispered, her voice sultry too. “Good…I love to see you aroused, my beauty, and squirming in your desk chair…” She melted even more… ‘I’m gonna soak the chair if this keeps up…’ Her hand moved to rub herself, not caring who saw, he had her so hot. He could see every move she was making and smiled, his cock rising at her arousal. “Ah, ah love…we wouldn’t want to get in trouble, now would we?” Miranda whimpered softly into the headset.. “I need to… I haven’t in a few. "Without waiting for a response, she got up and headed for the counter. I sipped the last of my coffee, mug clicking against my teeth as my hand trembled."My place," she said and I stood and followed her out. "Look, Dan, I know this is weird. I've always been fascinated by the thought of giving someone a caning. Not sure why I think it's the power or something." And you thought your oldest friend should be your first victim?" Who else could I trust enough?" Well, er, I suppose I'm flattered? If.