She uses my hands to pleasure herself as she looks up at me. I shove my fingers inside her and she smiles seductively. Moving her hips harder and grab...bing my hand that’s on her breast.“Please fuck me,” she begs, peeling off her sweater revealing her chest to me, “make me scream.”I move my hand to her waist and flip her over on the bed, pulling her leggings down just enough for me to push my fingers in her from behind, “I said we don’t have time,” I snarl as I push my body against hers and pin. "I did and she said, "Now get down on all fours and eat and drink like the dog you are."It was completely humiliating. I had to eat and drink without hands exactly like a dog. The women watched and laughed and taunted me. I also had to finish all of it and a soup bowl holds a lot of wine. I was beginning to feel the effects.When I had finished eating, Yvonne said, "After all that wine, do you need to pee?" Yes, mam," I said, grateful she had asked. I was about to beg permission to go to the. There was no reprieve to be found, and before she knew it the bite of the many tips of the Cat bit into the already tender flesh of her bottom and curled around the pubic bone to her pussy. Her flesh burned like fire and still the punishment went on. Without warning the bite of the cat stopped and she felt the warm softness of her Master’s tongue caressing the lips of her pussy, sucking her clit, driving her mad for release. The ginger continued to burn her on the inside to match the heat. Then morning arrived and i was excited it was 10.00 in the morning and i was superbly exited and enthusiastic about my plans and figures but a thread of doubt was always coming out from a ball of wool full of sexual intimacy and hopes that i can thrill her second time and hoping that would be both on agreed terms.So it was 2’o’clock in the afternoon a car parked by there and i sure it was my chacha’s and my cousins family both in the car , i had to dress up , opened my closet saw those same.