I shut my eyes tight and tried to do the same with the place that he was fondling. I raised my hips to relieve the intensity of the sensation, which w...as almost more than I could bear. "Please," I gasped, "Don't keep doing that. Please, I can't bear it. Make love to me...properly... I don't want to...to..."He stopped immediately. He squatted and he drew me down on him. My legs went quite naturally around his hips, as if they had always belonged there, and he held me in the air while he. I thought the opportunity to embrace such pleasure had long passed me by ... and yes, your pet was obliging in every way ... especially to the whip.” She blushed a little on having openly disclosed her obvious pleasure in inflicting pain, but took heart to the women’s warm response to it, having her know she was in good company on that issue, still not quite believing her eyes at the naked and wholly submissive males who knelt in total obedience to womanhood.Beatrice edged her leashed. The house was fairly large old, I would guess a Victorian place, with solid brick construction. It had a nice warm feeling to it, with bright colours, and nice airy curtains in bright flowery patterns. It had exposed wood doors, and nice plush carpets that felt wonderful on my bare feet, especially after a few weeks of hard roads.I heard voices coming from down stairs, so I made my way towards them. I caught the tail end of a conversation. " ... Just taking a shower I put some of my old clothes. I begin to spend a little time with her in hopes of making contact with my fugitive. During one of my trips into to the club, to grab some lunch of course. I sat at the bar and ordered a Captain Morgan and Ginger Ale. I asked the bartender if Carmen was working today and she replied that she took the day off. Now I was suspicious that Carmen might have tipped off my fugitive. I got done eating and was just about ready to leave, when I made eye contact with this Extremely HOT Blonde that was.