Two weeks ater, as a trustee and myself came out of the chowhall after lunch, I noticed Cruella sitting in the veranda. Aw, she's probably with Laura, I thought. Then I looked closer. It was a female alright, but Laura doesn't have red hair. Focusing my eyes, I could see it was Valerie, the same person whom Cruella had viciously whipped and tortured.

Valerie wasn't cursing; in fact she was smiling. So was the Head Mistress. Looking closer I could see Pat was caressing the other woman's face, then down to her breasts. That was with her right hand. Her left hand was feeling between Valerie's legs. The redhead had her eyes closed, drinking in the erotic pleasure.

We were standing too far to hear what they were saying, but actions speak louder than words, as it were. My cock reacted in normal fashion watching this, but the fucking chastity tube frustrated me.

I really didn't see Laura at all. What was happening here? The trustee nudged me. "Looks like the Mstress has a new play toy."