God knows, I’m used to it by now.“I knew he’d seduce you as soon as you agreed to travel with us. Actually, I was the one who chose you at the a...rport. As soon as I saw him looking at you, I knew he wanted to fuck you. I could see he was lusting after your terrific body, and he likes brunettes for a change. He’s been fucking me and a Scandinavian blond for a couple of months now and I knew he was ready for someone like you with all that beautiful dark hair, and when I saw your beautiful blue. For this, you will pay, literally, with your ass.“You‘re getting a taste now. But, I must caution you. This is truly only a taste. Until you‘ve had a thorough strapping and felt the cane‘s delicious bite, you‘ll not have known what true submission to a woman‘s whip-hand can mean.“While it is true that most women lack the wish or capacity to discipline their man, some of us revel in your cries. We get moist at the thought of your submission and soaking wet at the sound of your sobbing.“Speaking. I’m glad you like them.” I moved my hand up a little. Her next breath came out a little ragged. “I’m glad you wear stockings every day. I wish I’d realized it sooner.” I moved my hand up. She spread her legs a little. My hand got up to her panties. They were warm and just a little moist. “Stay right there,” I said as I stood up. Her breathing was short and hitching. “Uh-huh,” was her reply. I stood behind her, pulling up her dress, putting it up on her back. She also had her panties. "That had been a week ago. When she had phoned to say it was on for tonight, Mike had not suspected that Sarah would actually let him have sex with her too."Sit down on the sofa facing the bed Mike, and just watch until you're invited to join in," Jennifer told him, swaying over to the bed. "Sar, come give me a kiss."Sarah smiled. "Yes Ma'am." She turned to Michael. "Makes me wet when she gets bossy." A glimpse of ankle gets you wet," Jen laughed.Sarah wiggled her eyebrows lasciviously. "Sure.