"No, no, Matt. This is not about kinky games. This is not normal BDSM, and I suspect that there could be an element of blackmail involved. We are talk...ing hypnosis, and drugging. We are talking about extensive security measures. What does your army training tell you about that." Before he could answer the question Hendy continued. "There are lots of people into the BDSM lifestyle. It's all about consenting adults agreeing together to pursue a dominant and submissive relationship. The important. "I'm sorry, Mom. I shouldn't have said that." Even if you meant it," she said."Yep. Even if I had been thinking it, I should have found a better way to tell you."I don't think that is what she expected to hear."Your father and I were talking. We think that maybe we've overstayed our welcome."I sighed. I hated feeling guilty and this was a big dose. Fortunately, for me, I had just had an introspective moment. I could act, without reacting. So I didn't answer her right away. I could tell that. “You look lovely, as ever.” He leant forward and kissed her cheek, careful not to smudge her carefully applied red lipstick. “Come on,” he said, “time to get the show on the road. Can’t have the plebs thinking we’re skint, even though we are, that would never do. Anyway, I’m feeling lucky tonight!” He said in his public school accent.The club occupied a spit of land, that jutted into the sea. A gothic pile, based on a Pugin design. No longer a family home, it was now a private members club, for. A day comes when it is late in the night and I am sitting in the balcony talking to a friend and I spot him behind his room doing something, I focus in on to him and see him shagging himself, he cum and cleans himself up, scans his surroundings to see if any1 was looking at him, as he sees up he find me standing there looking at him and he smiles at me again and waves. The next day he says his usual hi in the parking to me but this time walks up to me and requests me not to tell this to any1 as.