But even if our stories now had a location and a scenario, we were never ever going to actually do it. It was just a better way of turning us on, and ...when we laid there next to each other and masturbated we knew we had the same picture in our heads.But never did the stories turn into anything like a real game plan.But then they did, because for my birthday that year she gave me a membership card for the same gym, and I noticed how she blushed when she gave it to me and we both laughed at. It isn’t just Clarissa holding her down, but also Jewel, and both of them are wearing only their panties—their delicious perky breasts bouncing as she squirms beneath them.“What’s going on?” she asks, abandoning her struggle.Clarissa takes a deep breath and sighs, “Priscilla, after you left for your surprise vacation, I came home and caught Jewel with Bentley.” Priscilla is too busy listening to Clarissa to notice that Jewel has left and is now quietly returning with the dog, sitting him down. I nodded. “And then down to business.” Sunita returned a short while later, dishes done and carrying the cane she had brought in her hand. Laying it down on the table she came at stood at my side. Noticing my glass almost empty she picked up the bottle and offered to refill my glass but I shook my head. “I just prefer the odd glass mid-week,” I told her. “So you want me to cane you?”She stood with head bowed and nodded.“Why?”“I just like it, Master,” she responded with a shrug.I reached out. For one, you're rich again! And second you don't have to run away from your parents. You can go home!"She smiles, "You're right, I can go back home. But Ben will you come with me?"I shake my head, "Sorry Stacy, while you no longer have your parents chasing you, my problems haven't disappeared."She looks sad, "But we could find someplace together to hide."I answer, "It wouldn't work. You're a celebrity and no matter where you go the paparazzi are going to hunt you down and find you. And then.