We had nothing else planned so decided we would attend. Now sat comfortably on the sofa Jane, looking thoughtful and cuddling her tea mug mused rhetor...ically saying that she'd just turned 71, was widowed and although had been many things in her time sometimes wanted to do something scary, something that is most definitely not Jane; you know, something risky but not i*****l (Jane is a lay magistrate, a Public School Governor and quite a prominent personality within her local circles). Anyway time. "What if he had crippled me?" DJ heard his father's muffled voice ask with a chuckle.While he could clearly make out Suzan's voice because of how raised it was, he just barely made out his fathers response through the closed doors."Dusty I'm not kidding! That was dangerous! You should know better, you're the adult here," said Suzan.DJ could clearly hear the anger in her voice and could almost see it if he closed his eyes. She was major league pissed off he realized."Suzan both of us have had. I looked up at her and smiled, and for some reason she was embarrassed, as if she wasn’t sure how to react. I quickly looked at her and gave appreciative “wow” and locked lips with her. She met my tongue with equal enthusiasm. I could tell her was quite proud of herself, for taking this step and doing this, as this was a great new experience for her. Her husband must have been one of those typical wham-bam-thank-you-mam kind of guy, who doesn’t reciprocate back.It was now time to take it to the. But her fingers stayed numb, as did her feet.She opened her eyes. Nothing changed. Then all came back to her. The blindfold, the gag... the awful people. The monstrous dog, its panting tongue. And the pain at the centre of it all. Her Mistress had done nothing to save her, nothing to protect her.Most of all there was the shame. It was the shame of knowing how those people had been watching her. They had witnessed the wild pleasure that had seared through her bound body. And they must have.