” As she unzipped his pants she felt his hand on her leg. “What are you doing?” she said. “Hey, if you can do it so can I” he said “Well, ...I can do something you can’t”, saying as she rested her head on his lap taking him fully into her mouth. What was she doing, this is something that Clare would never do, but as Nicki she was doing things that she never thought she’d do. Moaning, he began to play with her pussy as she was bent over, his finger finding her clit, rubbing it, he could feel the. "You bastard, you are my plaything today. You will only do what I tell you…” "I'm so sorry, Mistress. It felt so good. I won't do it again, I swear." I said.Another sharp smack fell on my ass cheeks. "That's better, you bitch."Her hand pulled away and she stepped away from the bed. "Okay, slave, you can look at me now". I turned my head. Helena was now completely naked. Her incredible body glistening covered in some kind of oil. No more thigh high boots, no black leather corset, collar or any. After an hour or so, I watched Marcy start a conversation with a tall athletic looking blond guy, about 5 years younger than us. As they laughed and talked, I watched Marcy take his hand and pull it under her skirt. Soon they were kissing passionlessly as this guy obviously fingered her with one hand and felt her up with the other.They left the bar together, and Marcy returned alone about « hour later. She made a point of wiping her mouth as she walked by my bar seat. During the next few hours,. On top I spotted the pink lace panties that I had borrowed, the pair she had discovered were missing, and ultimately who had taken them. I thought for a moment, would she notice a second time. Her primary rule was don’t take anything belong to someone else, but her pink panties must have been special. Just below them I found a pair of red silky panties, feeling them against my fingers, how soft and silky they felt, I pulled them from the drawer. I raised them to my nose, trying to imagine what.