I picked up an item from the table and walked back to the young woman, holding the it behind my back.I showed the item to her. She stopped laughing an...d gulped when she saw the black riding crop."Rule Number One," I said. "Do as I say. Fail to do so and I hit you with this." The young woman nodded."Now what's your name?" Cheryl," she stammered."Good girl," I said, patting her on the head. Then I slapped her hard again. She looked at me in shock."Rule Number Two: Always say sir or Master when. Indeed, as the swelling of their respective groins would attest, it was an extreme turn on. They watched the arcane energies of the music box work its magic once more.The denim skirt that adorned Burt's curvy hips began to shift once again. The fabric began to creep up her legs farther and farther until all that remained was an extremely tight, and extremely short pair of Daisy Duke cut-off shorts. They were so tight that the slender strip of denim between the front and back of the shorts. In any case, there will be severe punishment if The SLAVE's performance isnot absolutely satisfying, even when being ****d.The OWNER will have male and female lovers and He may vest them with the rightto give orders to The SLAVE and punish him according to their caprice.The OWNER will take as long as necessary to train The SLAVE. Training will beharsh, and will by no means be fair. Such training will be delivered by TheOWNER or by other Femdoms or Masters. The SLAVE may also be sent to a. My chitty warmly welcomed me and she asked about me and my family. We had a long chat then she asked me to take bath and to take breakfast. I had a good dinner and went to sleep.On the next morning I woken a little earlier in the morning and went to the bathroom and took my brush. In the bathroom I could hear the cloth washing sound (we use to wash cloths over a stone). After hearing that sound I went back of the home there my pleasure waits for me my aunt was washing the cloths. I took a seat.