I doubt I could hold on ifI got whippings yet. But your training is splendid. I thought I'd hang herefor another twenty minutes and then go get some l...unch?and come back tomorrow.It's been so good for me.? Miss Pratt grinned. ?Yeah, I bet it has?Pilates for the submissive, eh?? MissPratt lifted up the cane. WHACK! Kathy screamed as the cane slashed her stomach. But she was still holdingonto the rope. WHACK! Miss Pratt had danced back to Kathy's butt,oooh, thathurt?but still, she'd hold on. ‘Back to my place it is, then.’ I was in a strange car, on the way to a strange apartment, with a stranger. I was still excited, but I was a lot more nervous now. Usually, when I went home with strangers, I was a little intoxicated. Not to the point where I couldn’t make decisions, but enough that I trusted men I’d never met. It usually went pretty well. This was the first time I was completely sober and going home with a stranger. Without alcohol, it was rather nerve wracking. My sober. I took a quick second to take in the room I’d been remiss in examining whilst she powered up her pc, filed away a few folders she pulled from an attaché and checked her emails. The office was probably about twenty five square meters, which in itself was sickeningly large compared to my tiny, claustrophobic cubicle. Her large desk and the chair I occupied and its partner dominated half the room with a small coffee table and another four chairs occupying the other half. Against the interior wall. It was a big flesh colored one made to look like a cock. Hummm, I thought, so she likes white meat. Well, between the six of us she's going to get more than she can handle.Bill returned. "Damn how come you get to watch all this shit while I do the work!" Quit belly-aching. You're the one who said the party was over, I didn't. So how are we getting in?" A couple of windows are up a little to let the air in. Just a cut on the screen and we're in."I started squeezing my cock. "Look at the way she.