Chapter Eighteen
Torment
By the fourth week of chastity, my friendship with Louise had really started to blossom. The two of us were getting into the spinning classes we took together a couple of evenings each week. We’d tried desperately to encourage Angie to go along too, but she insisted on her unhealthy ways. Since the secret was out about her age, I gently reminded her that she wouldn’t be able to get away with her current lifestyle and still keep her fabulous figure for much longer.
Angie was annoyed by my nagging, and insisted on witnessing my first milking session. We began with a double punishment – twenty four strokes delivered by Louise to my backside with the belt, followed by another twelve each to the inside front of my thighs with the light plastic cane.
Then Angie told
