..”“Oh my god...” came a startled reply “...Sorry...”“Get OUT for fucks sake” I half yelped half screamed.She quickly left as I leapt ou...t of bed and pushed the door closed behind her. I heard her scamper off to her room, as I set about cleaning myself up. I put my shorts back on and found a fresh shirt and went back to my homework, as I wondered if I would ever be able to look Em in the face again.The rest of the afternoon passed off un eventfully. My folks came home from work, and Mum. What she witnessed both shocked and excited her. She had heard voices coming from a room rarely used anymore, where wood had previously been stored prior to gas lighting being installed. As she peeped into the room, the male in question was tethered naked over a bundle. His rear end was a mass of red lines. The woman who had been abused stood smiling with several other women and girls, watching with satisfaction as a mature woman brought a wickedly flexible cane down on him with gusto. She. Once or twice when we fought with each other trying to grab something or other he caught me by my breasts which were the most accessible. I found that very exciting and wanting to stay in that grasp would grab him harder. Once I grabbed his dick as he was wearing only a dhoti and nothing else inside.It was the first time I had held a dick and it was fascinating as it grew in my hands. He retaliated by lifting my skirt and grabbing my pussy and grabbing my nipple from under my top. It was funny.. In front of me was the stairs to the grand foyer. A waste of space, but the perfect place to make an impression of wealth and power on a prospective client. The marble floor still shined from the wax job Joe and Arlene, my live in servants, had given it that morning.I turned away from it, memories clouding my mind, and almost making me dizzy. I walked to my study, opening the ornate door quietly and shutting it equally quietly behind me. I had asked that a fire be lit in the fireplace, and they.