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My arms were quickly bound to the arms of the chair, holding me securely within its confines. I felt something cold and numbing on my earlobes and, before I could protest, each ear was pierced with two holes on each side. "Tidy up your make-up, Pippa and then come and sit in this chair." It was my wife's turn to speak and, I obeyed instantaneously to her voice. My make up refreshed, I sat in the chair that she had indicated. "Impressive, Pippa, I was almost sure that you Sweet Pussy would be unable to keep your promise. You may stand now." It was Mistress Lisa's voice that I heard, she continued speaking to me as she ordered me to dress, in the neatly folded clothes that I had previously worn... To be continued...< "Get up and bend over in front of me. I want to see the fruits of my handiwork" I was told. "Yes, Mistress Tracy" As I remained bent over in front of her, I heard her call the others back into the room * * * * * "You will remain in that position, Pippa.Sweet Pussy
"Get up and bend over in front of me. I want to see my handiwork" "Yes, Mistress Tracy" As I remained bent over in front of her, I heard her call the others back into the room. And so, the next chapter was to begin." I was truly flabbergasted but, I had no recourse than to obey her instructions, to the letter. I lay across her lap, my bottom raised slightly over her right knee. SLAP! "One." I counted. "Two, Three, Four, Five, Six. "I think that I'd like to begin with a little 'humbling', my little plaything," she was obviously looking forward to turning the tables on me as she continued, "so, lets have you strip to your underwear. As a boss, I had always Fucking Pussy been very demanding and, I had to admit, quite the 'little dictator'. I blushed to the roots of my hair, feeling completely humiliated and, not a little frightened by this turn of events. I was grabbed by my dick, feeling it swell at the sudden, unexpected attention. "Turn around, slut!" Was the order that came next. I froze as I heard the voice. It couldn't be, I thought. I turned slowly and, fear ran through my entire being. I was quite sure that it must be someone from her own social circle.Sweet Pussy
Someone that I'd met briefly but, knew little of. Who could it possibly be? I wondered, agog with the possibilities. I felt my skirt being pulled up, over my bottom and a hand roamed intimately there, feeling the contours of my cheeks." "Yes. Mistress Helen, I'm sorry I will remember!" "You will address our new addition as Mistress also. You have met before so, I won't bother with any introductions. You will remain as you are until she allows you to turn and see who she is. Do you understand?" "Yes, Helen. I understand completely." I felt the sharp sting of a riding crop against my skirted rump as she barked out at me.
Sweat trickled between her flattened little breasts and she could feel heat building up all over her body.She was brought back to her senses by the sight of Melina picking up the polish can and cloth and in a moment felt the coolness of the spray as it landed on her warm rubber.