I spent most nights in Brad’s bed where he made what he called “love” to me. He said that was his time and he liked a little passion with his s*x. I knew I had no right to refuse his advances. Only once did I displease him, and he used a crop across my ass to correct my attitude. I quickly decided to do whatever he asked.
A few days later my Mistress returned and we headed back to Hamilton.
Classes resumed and so did her riding lessons.
In his little dungeon I discovered a new device that was attached to the back side of the whipping post. About five feet off the floor was a narrow platform sticking out from the main post. On top of it was a large cone shaped dildo out a short distance from the post. It was an ominous monster standing nearly nine inches tall but the worse part was its
