"What is it?" Emma asked.Linda made hand gestures around her face, "I'm looking for a mirror. I wanted to freshen up a bit." Mistress doesn't like mir...rors," Emma said matter of factly.The two followed the woman. In her short time in the Penthouse, Linda had picked up some of the vernacular: A "party" was a gathering of Mistress' thralls. Each woman at a party was expected to have sex with as many other women as possible for Mistress' entertainment and glorification. If Mistress was pleased,. Miss Dainton! She felt like laughing hysterically.They stripped off her skirt, removed her shredded panties then tied her face down over the leather-covered stool. With vicious pleasure, Mabel tightened the straps that held her wrists and ankles in place."Get me the strap," said Mildred, and Doris's mind careened wildly. It isn't possible! This can't be happening to me! I've seen this happen to Mabel... but me, Doris, it isn't real!"No, no, no!" she screamed. "Stop it--I want to go--I'm not. I'm always happy to oblige (if I'm not there already) and I usually accompany it with a finger or two in her cunt. Last month, J. made the same request within a few moments of my stripping her - and she came quite quickly as a result. My friend L., for example, climaxes if, with only one finger gently stimulating her G-spot, I suck her nipples as hard as I can. It's the nipple sucking that does it for her - and I'm only too happy to oblige because they are lovely nipples. Trouble is, I. What do you think?"Mark was driving, so I was perfectly safe when I turned around in my seat and grabbed Cathy in a bear hug. "Honey, you are a genius! I think that you have just signaled the downfall of the Church and the damned government it supports! All we need are a few hundred people to join us, and we could start recruiting an army in complete safety. When was the last time I said I loved you? It was probably this morning, so I will say it again. Cathy, I love you! And I love your genius.