"Okay, then what do I need to sign?" I asked."Well, first of all, how will you be handling the copay on the insurance?" she asked."How much is it?" I ...asked."The copay, and the uncovered items come to 1181.12, " she informed me.I knew better than to argue, but I had to know. "What exactly is the total bill for an overnight stay." I asked in a tone I am sure she had heard a thousand time, disbelief."Your bill came to a little over $7,000," she informed me."Oh well, I'm sure if Jen put me in here,. I pushed play and listened to a man's voice explaining that if I was serious about correction for my atonement then I should visit him and he left details of his address and time expected.I felt like it was a chance...a chance to redeem myself.The street was very unassuming quite nondescript it could be any town in England apart from it being unnaturally quiet with little through traffic.My heart was in my mouth as I approached the door and rang the bell at the day requested even though I was a. She delicately pressed her thumbs on Sam's nether lips and carefully spread them just a little so she could stick her tongue out and give a quick lick, catching some of the blonde's sweet and tangy nectar on the tip of her tongue.She started with short and rapid licks like a cat slurping up milk from their bowl then picked up with longer brushstrokes. She lapped at each lip, gently caught each one between her lips then licked again. She alternated between petals, randomly spelling out words. At least once a week Mistress would organize a BDSM party similar to the one described in the first part of my tale. Sue and I would be required to serve the food and drinks to the guests and submit to any requests from the guests. Mistress Rebecca often attended these events and would single me out for some special attention in the dungeon. She delighted in using a different apparatus to torment me each time she visited. I had been stretched upon the rack, had my shoulders almost dislocated.