CHAPTER FOUR
I experience Sapphic delights as my Lover become more pressing and I discover the Dungeons of Drydon Hall
When at last my master released me from my duties, I went to my room rubbing my bottom vigorously for my cheeks continued to throb with pain. But as I crossed the corridor, Margaret materialised as she had done before and I saw she was carrying a small bottle. She bade me lie on my bed face down so she could rub my welts with salve which turned out to be the contents of the vial I had seen. She rubbed me gently and I found the liquid was like balm, lessening the pain to a considerable degree. Margaret took great time and care, her tender ministrations becoming like caresses, so much so that in the end pleasure conquered pain. Eventually she washed her hands in the basi
