He unstraps her from the gyno table and picking her up yet again, he carries her over to a padded bench, dumping her face down on it, before strapping... her in once again, immobilizing her. She’s tired and past caring by now, but he has just the thing to liven her up again. Picking up a strap from a hook on the wall, he positions himself behind her and to the side, and she barely has the chance to hear the whistle of the leather through the air before her world is full of burning agony yet. .She buried her face in her hands content to believe she was just dreaming. It had to be. Daddy's voice was no longer mean... She was still his princess...Her father carried her to the bathroom and turned on the shower. When the water was warm enough, he stepped inside with her still in his arms, holding her tight. Her arms were now about his neck, face nuzzled into his chest. She still felt it was a dream... Until she felt his fingers touching her down there again. The pleasure surged through. Much later he is done and the friend sits up, almost purring she tell him how wonderful it felt, feeling the need to throttle her friend quickly rises but she chokes it down, her friend is married and will not do anything sexual, I know this and so does the client.Clothes set to right and talking begins again, getting tired makes a comment about the time, her friend looks at her and replies we are staying all night. A soft growl and muted curses quickly calls my husband to let him know that. " Just keep it under control. Okay?"Rachel nodded her head quickly up and down, a wide grin on her face. "I will." Better get started, then." Jenny glanced over at the food tables. "He's coming back over." She sighed. "At least, he remembered my diet Pepsi."***"Leave to you, Marco, to find the two prettiest girls at the party."Marco looked up. "Hey, Coop. Ladies, this is Coop, Jefferson Coopersmith to the rest of the world. Coop, this is Rachel... and Jenny... Hartman." Marco shifted closer to.