.. deem it to be the wrong thing for the right reasons''That doesn't answer the question', she replied coldly.'I would ... perhaps ... um ... speak to... them and tell them that it wasn't a great idea to beat Holly but you appreciate their ... um ... motives'Unmoved by my answer, the Captain ensured that I was not training and sent me a series of spurious errands interspersed with a number of tasks in the Armoury. I had already decided that I was not going to let Tara know that I knew about her. We got to the club on a bisexual Saturday evening and the nerves kicked in for her."It'll be fine" I said, "no one will recognize you and we will just stick with each other".We got out and walked in, payed the entrance fee and headed straight for the locker room. We both stripped off as I attached the lead to her collar, she loves the control.I then told her to explore. We always talked about gloryholes and how she would love me to be one the other side. This was the safest place for her as she. It felt so liberating and decadent, I loved it. He said he liked the way I responded to his ‘request’. He even told me to feel his cock, through his sweat pants and I did, and he is easily 3 times your thickness and much longer than you, I don’t even have a dildo that big. He’ll have me eating from the palm of his hand before either of us know it.”I said that she was already eating from the palm of his hand by the sound of it and she agreed with a lusty smile on her face. She said; “I’m meeting. You turned away because your cheeks were flush; you were biting your lower lip which I love so absolutely much and giggling. As I began to follow you I smacked your ass and made you laugh again. Our hands locked and it was perfect, like two puzzle pieces fitting together. Your hands were so soft, and I loved the light pink nail polish you chose. We headed over to the “special” surprise I had planned, the carriage ride you had always talked about. As the horse drawn carriage pulled up, you once.