‘But my body alone won’t be enough to warm you, my dear,’ said the Chief suggestively. ‘It is cold and the night’s chill can only get worse....’ And then, as Ivory guessed he would, the Chief gestured towards Ptarmigan. ‘Come, wife,’ he said. ‘How can we warm our youthful guest?’ Ptarmigan was not a great wit and had no snappy rejoinder to her husband’s banter, but she knew exactly what was expected of her. She strode across the cave floor from the other side of the fire and progressively loosened. He raised my head and took the gag off. I guess he wanted to hear my crys. He grabed a flogger and started to flog my little breast. I started it cry not because of the pain at this point but because I was scared. He put clothes pegs on my nipples and that was when it happened. I felt my core heat up and my pussy was getting wet. It was like my daddy knew it and slide his hands over my pussy, and puts a finger inside me. It hurt a little for I have never played with myself before now. My. Suppose she only responded with Harvey... or some other man. Suppose things were just the same between them? What then?"Betty, why don't..." he began, wondering if he should suggest what he had in mind. But Betty seemed preoccupied with the sounds coming from the next room."Let's go tell the others we've made up," she said happily, leading him towards the bedroom, completely oblivious to the fact that she was stark naked. Quite a change from the Betty I used to know, Doug smiled to himself as. “Want to do anal?” he asked me, looking through a drawer, grabbing a bottle. It was as casual as him asking if I wanted a drink of water. “Yeah, but I'm in charge,” I said firmly. I knelt down and reached under the bed for the box of goodies we had collected. A crop was my newest toy of choice. Also from the box, I retrieved two small clips linked by a sleek metal chain. While we did have and enjoy vanilla sex, we did also enjoy the kinkier, rougher side of things. “Yes, sir,” he looked at the.