“now my sweet Kay, these breast will be whipped, and those weights will dance, are you ready?” he paused waiting her reply, slowly she nodded clos...ng her eyes as the lash descended once more, the taught breast skin received the lash and a sheet of white hot pain ran from the swinging weight up through her crushed left nipple direct into her brain, a blood curdling scream rang out and she found herself approaching a climax in a way that not for a long time had she experienced. The second stroke. More hazy thoughts, I did this to myself, I’m trapped and my fantasy has caught me.More noise, this time footsteps clicking along the wooden hallway, shit, shit, shit. I suck hard on the penis gagging me and breathe loudly through my nose as the thrusting reaches a crucial point, not causing a little gush but more a flooding of my already damp frillies. I am caught in her world, something I have always dreamed of. To be that damsel in distress, to be that maid serving a master was my. She didnot resist and keep kissing me too in return. She has a very beautifull boobs when she walks with out bra they will be jumping.I didn’t resit and I pressed her boobs from t-shirt her nipples were so dark in color and made me to lick them like anything and she was holding my dick inside the shorts and we lip kissed like that for 5 minutes…All of sudden I had pulled her t shirt …She was half naked….I was squeezing and licking her boobs like anything and later we removed both of our clothes. On that Saturday Anne wore a low cut blouse with an uplift bra the combination showed a cleavage that just stopped short of showing her nipples, it was about that time that I was 100% sure that my best friend was eventually going to get the option of fucking my wife. Dinner was interesting to say the least sexual tension was in the air Tom seemed hypnotised by the view in front of him as Anne mildly flirted with him over the evening, giving him a slightly longer than normal goodnight kiss.