I said, "I'll help carry up your stuff, and then I'm going surfing."I walked down with all of them, and kissed Emily and Courtney before they went dow...n the hall to the pool area, and then to the beach. Mrs. Hall didn't have much since she'd dropped off most of her stuff the day before. I carried some groceries up, and put them on the counter.Mrs. Hall was at the sliding glass door that led out to the balcony. She was looking down at the girls, as they put down their blanket, and started to put. The five tails were made of buckskin, dyed black. They were ten inches in length, each one hard, but not hard enough to cut through skin. I flicked my wrist, the fingers cutting the air. Precious squirmed as the leather cracked the sound barrier. My first touch of her ass was soft, running the tails down her ass. The second was similar, this time on her opposite check. She wiggled as if she was tickled. I raised the flogger high. It came crashing down, hard. Precious moaned softly when leather. “How... ?”“You talk in your sleep,” he answers smoothly.“I don’t want to talk about her right now,” Yulia professes. “She...” Before she can say anymore, his lips press against hers.Yulia’s hand reaches and grabs onto the arm supporting his weight, feeling the tight corded muscle. Her other arm wraps around his neck, pulling him closer to her. No matter how many times she has fucked him or he her, she still cannot get over the terrible stench emanating off him. And while it absolutely disgusts. If I did not respond, and he used the bathroom, he would get the punishment food. At night, and at home, the deal was the same. Occassionally, I would instruct him to wear a diaper when he got home from work. In those cases, he was required to use the diaper, as his toilet permission had been revoked. THE WEEKENDWe had settled into a nice routine over the past year or so. Every monday he would go the grocery store for himself, stocking up on the basics of his bland diet, and spare punishment.