Chapter Five
Beginning the Lessons in Earnest
Young Edward, with his poor p***s helplessly erect and purple-headed and oozing within the comfortable constriction of the perversely intimate leather harness that clutched his mockingly clothed flesh, at last finished his breakfast of sausage and egg, bean and pudding, tomato and sperm. He swallowed carefully, feeling deliciously naughty beneath the brightly watching green eyes of the ginger-haired twin chambermaids. He set his fork gently down upon the finely painted china, then patted delicately at a faintly smirking mouth still moist with the semen which Miss Violetta had arranged for some faceless assistant to masturbate right into his meal. His slimed-over tongue still tasted of c*m, and he was fiercely aware of the way those bright-eye
