To Cynthia it felt as though her breast had been sliced off. She closed her eyes momentarily, conjuring up the image of being tied naked and spread as Cecille, dressed in her habitual conservative skirt and white blouse approached with her punishment strap. Xxnx Would the revelations never end?? She knew Robert well enough by now. Cynthia was used to compliments, but for some reason, this one thrilled her. The whippet you were using on her – that had our dear June howling and screaming her heart out.”
“That was one thing that she didn’t use on me yesterday, so I was basically looking to you and Sharon for guidance. It was blowing Cynthia’s mind, but then everything this week had blown her mind.
