I’ll do whatever you want.” Charlene switched from sounding like a terrified girl to something more akin to her normal way of speaking. Looking at... Blake she added, “Well, almost anything.”Blake turned on the stereo and fiddled with his smart phone. It took him a couple of minutes but he did finally succeed in getting his phone paired with the cabin’s sound system. He called up slow, romantic type music.As Charlene and Tommy began dancing, Tommy stripped off his shirt, baring his chest. Charlene. I guess they rationalized that if they hooked up with some guy for the summer, they’d never run into him again and it wouldn’t get back to their regular boy friends, future husbands or whatever. I had my eye on one or two from the first five minutes. Both were my type: tall, slender, bright, quick-witted brunettes. On the other hand one of the other girls, a short, buxom, sexy, cute and slightly nasty blond had already made her choice. She flirted shamelessly and found lots of opportunities to. ” He said in a soft voice. Even the boys calling me ‘Miss’ was becoming such a fucking turn-on! “Oooooohhhhh yeesssss!” I moaned when he made his tongue glide up my groove. He was a fucking natural; his untrained tongue lapped up my love juices and he sucked on my labia as his fingers stroked and caressed the inside of my thighs and the crack of my arse. After a minute or so I bent over to greedily eat Fletchers fat prick. We moaned and groaned in unison as his cock fit perfectly into. "Because ... because you are Mistress. You own my sexuality. In the gym you own all of me. I do not control what you do for sex." Correct. You finally remembered how this works. However, it seems obvious that you forgot a few minutes ago, so you should have to pay for that. Do you agree?" Yes, Mistress. I deserve to be punished." I'm glad you agree, so we can start right now." She turned to the other slave. "You can assist. She needs all that oil cleaned off of her before I punish her. Give her.