He drove at her, either bending over her back with his hands mauling her tits, making her squeal as he pinched her sensitive nipples or sliding his fi...ngers between her legs playing with her hard clit, rubbing it hard on to his cock, Mady was uncontrollable as she bucked herself on to his rigid meat, every thrust caused her more enjoyment and much as she knew it was wrong, her body craved more.With all her thrashing around and grunting Mady never heard the door open and the porter come in with a. I left the sleeping bag. If all went well today I wouldn't be needing it again. If all didn't go well ... hell, I still wouldn't be needing it again, would I? I tried not to think about that.Once I'd got over to the road where the traffic was that I'd been listening to the previous evening it was only about a mile down it—far enough to work the last kinks out of my legs, not so far as to tire them out again—to one of those gas stations-cum-minimarts. I parked my bike, locked it and went in and. Not hit it!”TTHHWWAAACCCKKKKK!“Aaaghh... aaiiieee!”“Get on with it... come on, put your back into it...”“Yes... Yes... Miss...”Julia scrubbed and scrubbed, regardless of her aches and her exhaustion.She had to!For Miss Judith stood there, with the thong ever ready.And this was but the first of seven long mornings that she would sweat her guts out... because her Master had ordered it!* * * * * *The treadmill turned with agonising slowness.Julia’s thighs and limbs seemed filled with lead. She had. I said it wasn't helping sitting in the hotel bar which was depressing to say the least and suggested we all went back to our room where we had plenty of duty free drink and beers in the fridge so we all drank up and headed upstairs.Once we were in the room Emma opened the balcony doors to let some air in and listen to the music coming out the club over the road. I poured us all a drink and a couple of minutes later the mood had lifted somewhat and we were all enjoying ourselves especially Emma.