Buchanan put his hands on my shoulders and turned me around so I was facing him. He took my hand and placed it on his very hard throbbing member again... while he pulled me toward him and kissed me on the mouth, his tongue probed my mouth while I made very sensual moaning sounds and indicated that I was ready for more.Brian stopped again and took my hand off his cock and asked, “Now do you see all the frustration you cause here?”I must have had a look of wonder on my face and asked him if my. " I could almost feel her nodding behind my back. "The kids, am I going to have to fight you over them? Just say yes or no, okay," I said. "Uh-no. I know you love them. We, we'll always have them in common." My turn to nod. I turned back to face her. There was something in her look, but I wrote it off to the exigencies of the moment. "Okay. I'll be out of the house by morning. I don't want it, the house. You and your lover can have it to play in." She sagged back into her chair. "Okay," she. So as they all went out sunbathing during the day and partying that night, I remained in my room like a recluse. I also had several showers that day, trying to wash away the guilt. But the thing that got me most was, whenever I felt bad about how horrible the night before was, I then remembered how intense and incredible my orgasm in the toilets was, how electrifying the experience was, both on stage and in the toilets. It would make me wet again and I'd need to have another shower.The day. But there were more rules and training. I had to practice my curtsymany times a day with the "Yes Sir" and "Thank You Sir," until itbecame automatic.When I was asked if I wanted a spanking I had learned to curtsy and ofcourse say, "Yes Sir." It was humiliating but better then dead. Andsome of my spankings weren't for misbehavior. Others were simplybecause when I was asked if I wanted a spanking and I had to answer"Yes Sir."A typical end of day example was like this. I would come over to Dickand.