The light from his tablet was providing enough illumination to give her an excellent view. The covers were in his lap, leaving his naked body exposed ...from the waist up.Her eyes wander down from his handsome face to his muscular chest and on down to his washboard abdomen. She didn’t stop at her Daddy’s waist and peered hard at his lap, trying to see the dick that had brought her to his door this late in the evening. But, because of the tablet and the covers, she failed to see even a lump.Every. He then woke up. I was looking at him, he too looked at me.“Good morning bhabhi” he said yawningI was dumbfounded“I….Umm…” words did not come out of my mouth. “I need to talk to you. Go brush your teeth and i will make tea for you, come to the drawing room” saying that i left the room I was seated at the dining table with two cups of tea, waiting for him. I prepared myself for the war of words. Minutes later he came, i was again shocked. He was still naked. Was he doing this on purpose? He came. Confidently striding into the reception dead on nine, I spied her sitting in an easy chair. Smiling, she got up and slowly walked towards me.“Welcome, Mr Young.” Shaking my hand she added, "As we are going to be working together today, I think we should be on first name terms. Mine is Yvonne and yours is?" Robert," I replied, fascinated. Talk about making the best of one’s assets. Although attractive, she also had what I call a wow factor. She was about sixty, standing five four, with a very. Lloyd had been wondering if he could resist torture, but he knew by lookingat the effect of that terrible whip, he could not. But could he not scream!Could he at least be stoic during it? After twenty strokes, with the male'sscreams becoming louder, she stopped, as he continually sobbed as the femaleguards directly in front enjoyed his performance. Then the whipmistresslowered her whip with satisfaction, and nodded at the other guards with theirtrembling prisoner, and soon one male was beind.