"In future, whenever I think of disobeying either of you, I will think back to this experience, and I will obey you," I promised.My Mistress wanted to... sooth my pain by applying lotion to my bruised body. The cool liquid gave momentary relief, but even the softest touch hurt and I asked her to just let me rest to recover.As soon as I had fully recovered from my flogging, my Masters took me for a two-week holiday to a luxurious nudist resort on the island of Corsica. There I spent my days lazing. I felt a strong, warm hand close around my wrist, stopping me before I could get out of bed.I guess sleeping like the dead and being a light sleeper operated on two separate sides of his brain.“I thought you were asleep.”“I am. Do you need to go to the bathroom?” he asked without opening his eyes.“No.”“Then get back here.”“I need to check my emails.”“You won’t be able to walk. Don’t bother. C’mere,” he said, tugging me back.“What makes you think I won’t be able to walk?”“Because I made sure of. Oddly, she never wore this arrangement when we swam in my apartment complex pool. Add to this, due to the size of her ass and her unique androgynous lower body structure, her bathing suit ended up being a tad bit baggy in the crotch area. Not a big deal though I thought but she was the first trans woman I had ever gone swimming with and I didn’t at the time realize that once her suit got wet, she really ‘printed’ in the crotch area and her bulge was very noticeable.So the first time I realized. I hadn’t made up my mind how I felt about this when she hit me with the next bombshell. “I didn’t get to talk to Randy after lunch because we both got busy but he came up to me just before leaving and told me that everything was taken care of and that I should check my email. I pulled up my email as soon as I got to my car and he had sent me an itinerary for tomorrow night. He made dinner reservations for you and I and got a room at the Hyatt downtown. I got so excited that I had to.