During dinner we ate and drank and chatted and I asked him if he enjoyed his appitizer and he said Greatly and he poured me some more wine as I drank ...I started feeling a little tippsy funny and hesaid you feeling ok and I spoke but was not hearing any words and he asked if I was ready and I tried to answer and he said I know you really enjoyed your self last time you were here and I decided to do a few things to get you here and make you more responsive to different things and he said he. Actually, thinking about it, may have led to more inside activities, including more of what we might discover in Cathy’s copy of “The Joy of Sex”. Which, given how things went on Monday morning, was probably good in the long run. I was still scared that, despite our intentions, we would somehow slip into having sex.One good thing that did happen that week was our family’s plans for our annual summer holiday up to the north coast were cancelled. For quite a few years, we would rent a cottage in. ‘Came about an hour ago.’ He stated. Per Melissa’s instructions to me, the out of town neophyte, I tipped the doorman. ‘Always tip the doorman.’ She would say like a mantra. Inside the privacy of my apartment, I tore open the envelope and read the enclosed letter. ‘Dear Ms. Lowry, The College of Liberal Arts is pleased to offer you the position of Instructor in the English Department…’ I gaped at the letter in wide eyed disbelief. My first job in the academic world and only a thirty minute. I see the sadistic smile appear on his face but I don’t see the paddle swing to hit my left boob before I feel the sting. The redness already forming on it as he hits the right. Master walks around me and as he does he slips his hand between my legs and laughs. I’m soaked. Looking forward I don’t see the second blow to my left then right boob. Again he gives me ten smacks to each side. I’m moaning so much over my gag as the drool drips out of my mouth but it’s not the only thing dripping. I’m.