Chapter Five
Orgasm Control Training Begins
Freda had arrived as promised at just after 5pm and encouraged me to drink a bottle of water and eat some food, that she had prepared.
I downed the water and nibbled at the chicken sandwich. Freda kept giving me mouthfuls as she strapped me onto the cross using every available strap. She pulled the waist one really tight.
“Is she scary Freda?” I asked.
“Oh God yes! I want to orgasm, just looking at her!” Freda was aroused, I could tell from the tone of her voice.
The answer was not what I expected, bearing in mind all the painful experiences I had endured already.
When she was nearly finished, I heard the doorbell ring and the clunking of high heeled shoes. Freda had continued with her task, knowing she was not the one planned to answer th
