It was floor length with slits up the sides to her ribs and a neckline that plunged almost to her navel. Underneath it she wore only a black string bi...kini, with bra and panties tied on the sides in bows. She kicked off the strappy stiletto heels she had been wearing and clasped soft, strong manacles to her wrists, attaching them to each other like handcuffs. Then she blindfolded herself to help her imagination bloom and, walking unsteadily back to the bed, lay down again and resumed her sexual. There stood a stout wooden pole on two equally stout supports. Jennie was d****d over the pole... and her ankles locked to her wrists by manacles. Her toes just touched the floor. It was at this point that her shoulders began to heave with sobs, though she made no actual outcry or protest. „Miss Mara,“ said Madame Vesta, „since Jennie is primarily in your charge, you will apply the birch.“„Yes, Ma’am...“Miss Mara moved to the opposite wall. There stood three tanks in which the three different. ‘We have to move,’ she finally said after what seemed like an eternity, yet at the same time, all too fleeting. ‘I know,’ he shrugged resignedly. ‘It’s just so hard to let you go.’ Her head was on his shoulder now and he felt her nod. ‘I’ll wash your back if you’ll wash mine?’ he proposed, repeating what he’d said on their first morning together. ‘I can do that,’ she answered. It took a great deal of self-discipline to make herself get up off his lap. It just felt so safe there, so right having. "Yes honey, like a gangbang. One of the them in each hole and me jerking the other two as best I could. It was... intense. It always is." So this a normal thing?" Pretty normal. I think I've lost count of how many times and how many guys I've done it with. This time was slightly different because we made a video of it." A vid-... wow. You're like a porn star." Not quite, but it is hot to know that my escapades are documented somewhere. Proof that I'm a sexy woman who can catch a lot of dick.".