I first saw her during my morning walk; it was along the path to Nettlebed. There was light rain, as there so often is in June, and the poor young woman, who looked as if she had slept under a hedge, was damp through. I tipped my hat, as she stepped aside to let me pass.

“Good morning to you, Sir.” she said boldly. Our eyes met, and I paused in my progress. Her hair was straggly and her face was dirty, but under it all she was a comely lass - thin, even malnourished looking, but there was something attractive to me. There was something about the lilt of her voice; she was not a local girl.
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Ed went into the shower and I took this as my opportunity to escape, I threw my dress on, buttoning it incorrectly, and not even bothering with my underwear and ran back across the gardens to my house. Hoping mum and Ray didn’t notice, I scurried up to my room, quietly closing the door behind me and sitting upon my bed. I could still feel Ed within me; I could still smell his musky scent and my heart was racing from the amazing orgasms he had afforded me.

The past half an hour seemed like a bizarre dream and I wondered what the hell I had been doing. I’d had sex with a complete stranger and it had been the most amazing experience of my life. I didn’t know pleasure like that existed but when I thought about how exposed I’d been, how Ed had seen parts of me no one else ever had, I felt physically sick.
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“You may thank us now for your training today.” “Yes, Master.” I had learned my lesson about the need to be submissive, to do more than simply say “Thank you.” I therefore got on my belly onto the floor and placed my arms in back of me, my face planted firmly into Master’s foot. I licked and kissed both filthy feet and was glad to do so. I did the same with Whipmaster’s feet before I was ordered to my feet. I obeyed very quickly, and lowered my head again in respect and submission.

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