When she opened it, there stood Mia with a smile on her face.“Is it okay for me to be here?” she asked.“Yes, yes, please come in. We were just e...joying each other and now I can enjoy you. I do hope you taste as sweet as you seem to be.”Mia looked surprised at what Jill said, but also at what she was wearing, or better yet what she was not wearing. Jill stood in the door naked and with cum on her chin from the blow job she just gave Sir.“I think this is a bad time so I will go.”Jill immediately. Mira of course notices so she comes over to me and berates my dedication, “Ms. Blaine, there will be no slacking on our PT today.”I smile at her and confess, “Mira, I don’t feel one hundred percent today but I will give it my best.”Mira moves back to the front of the squad and continues. Finally we finish and Mira takes the lead on the run as Ira comes up beside us and states, “Ms. Blaine, you do not appear to be well.”I fake a smile and say, “Ira, I’m not well.”Ben also shows concern and asks,. ” Now at least things were going somewhat in the direction she’d imagined. Somehow that felt safer.He pressed his full hand against her perfectly shaven pussy, completely covering it. “So nice and smooth. And wet. All things that would be true of a slut. Are you a slut?”“Yes, Sir. Your slut. Your wet slut.”“Really? I think a slut would like a spanking. What do you think?”She did take a moment to think about it. “No, Sir.”“Huh?” He wasn’t expecting that, which made her smile.“A true slut, and. He couldn’t. That way, if something went haywire with this crazy plan, he could swear he never had sex with her, never laid a finger on her. He held the feather between his thumb and forefinger, and gently traced her nipples. She took deep breaths. He chuckled. She wouldn’t be able to stay still for long. He drew the feather between her breasts, down to her belly button, and made the feather do a slow figure eight across her flat stomach. She quivered. He then smiled, and circled the feather in.