The bench raised my arse up and the way she strapped my legs meant that my tight little hole was at full view.Before I knew what was happening I felt ...her strong hand spank my backside. She rained blows down on my cheeks repeatedly telling me how she loved sluts who liked pain and how she could tell I was a complete whore.Her hand moved away and she then replaced it with a paddle. She told me she was going to give me 10 strokes with the paddle. She started to count each one as she beat my arse. They looked me over and told me to turn around. So, I turned around so they could see my butt."Get those panties off." Ms B told me. I did as she told me. "Don't just leave them on the floor! Hand them to me." I gave them to her and she put them in her purse. I gasped a little and she chuckled. "They're mine now." But but but but but!" No buts. Mine."I pouted and they both laughed at me."Take your bra off." Ms S told me, so I did. And then I JUST HANDED IT TO HER. "Well, thank you dear." She. ’ I handed him his bowl. ‘Sit. I’ll comb out your hair while you eat.’He smiled at me, with the same expression of exhaustion and love as I had given him, took the bowl from me and sat on the bed. I crawled up behind him and found the brush, gently taming his wet auburn tangles.‘We’ve made good time so far, don’t you think?’ Jason asked between slurps of soup.‘Eleven hours isn’t bad at all,’ I agreed. ‘Where are we going to stop?’‘I was thinking a little town just outside Sweetfield. What do. ”“Very good. Do what you can for Elisif then, keep her alive, Sybille.”“Yes, my liege.”I hurried from the Blue Palace to the Bards College. Pantea was outside, watching some of the new bards practice their craft. “I have an oddball request for you, the utmost teacher of the Bards College. Does the college have any lore about the Forsworn, a curse, and a wedding dress?”She looked thoughtful for a moment, then said, “I might have what you need. Ancient stories of the Reach, legends recorded in.