“What have you found?” I ask, Yaegar says nothing, after a loud slurp from his ale mug Gerrant grins & says thunderously “SPIES!....He’s trapp...ed some spies, so tonight’s entertainment is lets torture the spies”. The two bodies at Yaegar's feet writhe vigorously at this, however, a few vicious digs with the heel of Yaegar’s boot settles them down again. I drag a wooden chair out & unceremoniously plonk myself in it, I pour a large goblet of wine from the stone jug & tear open one of the roasted. ’ ‘You don’t smoke.’ ‘Just give me a fucking cigarette.’ Tippi sat beside me and offered me her pack, I took one and she lit it. I didn’t cough, just inhaled like I used to all those years ago. She put the pack on the seat beside me and left her lighter there between us. ‘Your mascara has run.’ I said nothing. ‘Want to tell me?’ I remained silent. ippi stood, patted my hand and said, ‘Come back inside when you’re feeling better.’ I knew I’d never feel better. She turned to go then stopped,. This incident actually took place when I was searching for a part time job. My friend suggested me to meet this person Satya (name changed). I met him and he too got impressed by me and I got the job. About Satya, he is a perfectionist and very particular about how he likes things done. I don’t really understand why but he was a dominant kind of person and to be frank it was always my fantasy to be punished by a dominant person. The whole idea really turns me on. Every time I think of satyas. He’d worked her feet over already. Moving to her shins and then her thighs, he was treated when she moved her legs apart.There it was ... her sexual core ... exposed and unprotected. Her pubic hair was lighter than the burnished copper hair that graced her head. There wasn’t an abundance of it and he wondered if she trimmed it short or it just grew that way. That she was relaxed was clear, though. Above her mons, where her abdomen was flat as a board, her hip bones stretched her skin outward..