"Will that be all Mr. Green, or would I have to come before you again Sir."
"I think if you can make excuses at home you could probably stay over, with your old friend Poppy?"
She went into the kitchen and came back in, naked.
"Mum, says that's fine Sir, can I get you anything?"
"Yes, you get Poppy ready for my cock."
"Let Trish undress you Poppy."
"Yes Sir." I stood with my hands by my side fearing my cum soaked knickers would give me away.
Trish removed my top, I did not have a bra on, she nipped my nipples hard, not that they needed much help to perk, although small they were very sensitive.
She slowly lowered my jeans and I stood in the special skimpy laced knickers I had put on special for Brian.
"Her knickers are very, very wet Mr. Green."
"Then taste and see if its cum or Pee."
She had a real good taste.
"Cum Sir, and lots of it."
"Over my knee."
I stepped forward.
"Not you Poppy, tell-tale Trish."
Trish looked shocked and I could not stop grinning as Sirs hand reddened the backs of her legs and bottom.
"Trish, now take out my cock, a wank I think, oh, and finger Poppy ready for me to fuck her."
Trish got on with her jobs and Sir soon had me pinned over the settee arm and he had Trish lay on her back so I could feed on her pussy.
Then we swapped places and she was soon eating me.
We all got cleaned up and me and Trish were kept naked as we talked and drank coffee in the kitchen
"Get your kitchen strap Poppy."
"Are we going to get a strapping Sir."
"Yes of course Trish, I need you to understand the importance of my authority, and you in particular you are missing a few good hidings."
I brought the broad strap and went over the table, Trish followed suit.
I got 5, Trish got 5
5 and 5 "Owwww"
They hurt Trish
5 and 5 "Nooooooo"
"Please Sir can I take the rest of her lashes?"
5, 5, 5, 5, "Owwwwwww"
"Hold the other side of the table for your last 5 Poppy."
I gripped so hard my knuckles turned white.
WHOOSH CRACK, WHOOSH CRACK, "AGHHHHHHHHHHH"
Sir was not a sadist and he stopped.