Up we walk into bright sunlight that leaves us blinking and blinded as we prepare to part ways. “Look, I...” “Hey, why don’t you...” We laug...h. Our words mingled like our steps. “You go first.” I hesitate, my courage faltering. “No. you go ahead.” “Why don’t I walk you to your car?” “I’d like that.” I smile up at him, lips lifting, splitting my face in a genuine smile, not just the polite stuff we show patients and families. His pink lips stand out in his tanned face, and I watch how they expose. I was in the living room, wearing my bathrobe, watching a very good orgy film on xhamster with a variety of dads and sons having lots of poolside sex. Charlie called hello and went straight upstairs, which was normal. I gave him a few minutes, and then called up to him: I was going to get some dinner, and did he want some. He said he did and would be down shortly. I went into the kitchen, leaving the xhamster movie paused on the TV, with two middle aged guys locked in a hot 69 on a poolside. Although I normally would not allow smoking in my car, I told her ‘ no problem’.We drove, Carol giving directions, and drove the several miles to my house. We arrived at her house, a well secluded Victorian mansion, in its own substantial grounds.I parked the car in her drive, and we got out of the car. Carol opened the door, and we went into a vast hall, and she then led me to an equally vast lounge. ‘Do take a seat, help yourself to a good whiskey, and a cigar if you like, I need to change’As. " Pathetic excuse that is" she bellowed. " And what happens to slaves who produce feeble excuses for not carrying out my express instructions?" "I do not know Mistress" Oh, I see, you don't know? well you'll certainly know in a minute or two. Slave, you are going to get the strap." "Yes Mistress." "Right get over here and stand with your feet on those two marks on the floor." Mistress indicated two marks on the tiled floor which were about 1 and a half meters apart. They were positioned about 3.