REMINDERS AND WET NIGHTS.

THE RAIN RUNNING DOWN THE BACK OF THE SLUTS LEGS AND THE WIND chilling it's exposed thighs brought back fleeting memories of earlier times. A previous Master would delight in blindfolding Shirley and hauling it naked from the waist down through wet ferns and shrubs. The slut shivered with the thought of that happening again. All a long time ago. But it was fun to be rolled in the mud and wet leaves and to be fucked hard on a dark September night by strangers while the Master watched.
They turned the corner into the Caledonian Road and stood outside a door with a small label reading.....
"Sweet Wednesdays" T.B.C.

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