I started counting, but after ten or so Goddess Bridget changed the direction of her grip on each nipple from clockwise to counterclockwise and vice v...rsa. The pain was excruciating, and it seemed to take a lifetime to get to fifty, but I made it. As she had promised she released me from her grip, but the area around my nipples had nail marks and deep ugly bruises. I was worried because Madame Charlotte hadn’t taken her turn at punishment, and she was by far the most sadistic of the three,. She did not taste bad, an' she did not taste good—it was kind of neutral, maybe a little salty. Sarah squirmed a whole lot when I touched her with my tongue, but she still did not come. I was beginnin' ta look at this as a challenge ta my manhood. I was determined ta make her come afore I started fuckin' her ifen I could possibly find a way.I spread her outer pussy lips by wedgin' in my tongue an' slowly dragged it from the bottom ta the top of the slit. Sarah wiggled in pleasure as I did that,. I probably wouldn’t have said it if I wasn’t high,’ he said with an attempt at a laugh. ‘But it’s still true.’ He shifted, trying to face her. ‘Not exactly an exciting road trip for you – taking care of a drugged old fool blathering on, huh?’ he joked. She pressed her lips together, her brow furrowed in shock and confusion and frustration. It was a while before she finally spoke. ‘I thought we agreed you weren’t going to refer to yourself as old,’ she said quietly. ‘Right,’ he said in a tight. If you wanted” I walked him back to the table and we ordered another drink round. He sat quietly for a few minutes and finished his martini and leaned in and told me he was going to the washroom and if I wanted to earn a hundred dollars to follow him into the stall and get on my knees. Unbelievable he thought I was a hooker! It really turned me on thinking he thought I was a prostitute. I licked my red lips and followed at a discreet distance. He checked and there was no one in the first.