..”“Yeah, Teresa’s given me the full briefing...”“Then you know that if you hurt Teresa, I’m not your problem. Cindy’s your problem.”�...��I know, buddy,” he said. “So are we gonna be discussing corporate secrets?”“No, bring ‘er. For heaven’s sake, she might slow Cindy down.”“Ain’t nothin’ slows that one down. Seriously, you’re gonna let ‘er do another transatlantic ferry flight?”“Why not?” I asked. “Actually, she’s letting ME be the pilot-in-command this time.” (Auth. Note: ‘Pilot-in-command’ is. Olga helped me put them on beforeshe turned me round to face my Aunt, who was holding the most ridiculousdress I'd ever seen. Made of sheer pink fabric it echoed a child'sversion of a sailor suit. I shook my head no, but I knew that I stoodlittle chance of resisting these 2 cruel ladies with a belly full ofliquid, stopping me from moving very fast.Olga once again helped me into an incredibly short dress and I cringed ashe told me I was the cutest baby she'd ever seen. My diapered bottomwas. ‘Let’s get in the water and we’ll deal with that cock later.’ Vanessa turned quickly and entered the water still wearing her thong but Della took hers off and then dove into the lake. Buck watched both asses as the women entered the lake and then he dove in behind them. They swam around for awhile but the women were not strong swimmers so Buck got a couple of floatation pillows for them. Vanessa got more comfortable with their nudity as they floated around. Buck swam up to the women and he let. Her response to this simple question would, she knew set the tone for the evening. To reply that yes it still hurt would push Him to punish the wound more. Creating deep within her true searing pain. To reply no, she pondered the result, realising with sudden clarity that her answer didn't count. His eyes glittered pure evil as she looked at Him... "Yes Master, it still hurts"His tongue snaked out to lick at the wound, wetting the cut with the tip, His fingers roamed freely across her bruised.