He made no mention of what our mistress had done following my birching and I wondered if that activity was reserved for me.
Mr. Edgar had spoken as if full of admiration for Lady Brentford and I felt sure they were lovers as well as devotees of the arts of flagellation. I knew some men visited brothels but had no idea that birching invaded the domestic confines particularly among people of high birth. I thought the flagellation brothels thrived because men wished to hide their predilections from their wives.
The longer Mr. Edgar continued to sodomise me, the more the pain in my back passage was reduced. I had hated the sensation when he first penetrated me because his rigid c**k gave me a desire to evacuate my bowels. Now I was relaxed and beginning to enjoy what he was doing. He was thr
