“Good. Now I know you’re probably hungry and thirsty and everything, but I’m not going to feed you until you submit to me. I will, however, give...you a little bit of water to drink. Let me go get some.” Madame X refused to feed her for a very specific reason: she wanted Katie to be so hungry and desperate for food that she would beg her mistress to let her eat her out, then greedily devour her pussy when she was given the chance.The dominatrix returned with a cup of water for her slave. She. Taking a left turn at the end of the hall, I felt a hand grab me and push me against the wall covering my mouth. It was the blonde woman from the bar.“Shhh.”I nodded as she moved her hand down from my mouth and began to grope and caress me. She began to squeeze and caress my fake tits as she gave my lips a gentle and seductive lick. I could only gasp and moan as she continued to molest me as she had done earlier. My hand snaked down towards her groin and began to caress the bulge in her. ? Katrina was still struggling in her bonds, trying to find some sort of slack in them. This was not what she had planned. The brunette was so expecting Jenny?s ?man? to walk through the door that the thought that her ?man? was a woman never even crossed her fantasies. Now that woman was walking over to her side of the bed, her green eyes locked onto Katrina?s. ?You shouldn?t have played with my toy without permission?? Katrina tried to say something, but the penis-shaped gag. She adjusted her routine to the time and the situation, each time different, each time delightful. Of course, when I was not there, I was sure she raced through her clothes changes. A few times, I came in to find dirty garments strewn everywhere. But, when I was there, Gypsy could not do it any better.Mary also took her time. She had been trained by Rebecca several years ago when she and Uncle Bert went to San Francisco. When Mary stripped, it was more subtle, less theatrical. I guess that was.