I handed Sanchez her beer and opened the Champagne, being sure not to let the cork pop. I wasn't sure how trigger-happy these two might be and didn't ...ant to find out.I poured Gallagher, the blonde, a glass, then turned to pour one for myself.I never got to the glass. The bottle was taken from my hand and both arms were deftly levered behind my back. I felt handcuffs ratcheting tightly onto my wrists.This wasn't quite how I had envisioned the evening proceeding, but hey, I'm an adventurous guy,. I feel as if I have just been released from prison and the good things in life are there for my taking." Marion slid open the doors and stepped out, naked but for her French Panties and with her arms spread wide embraced the morning and the feel of cool air on her skin. Even that teased her hypersensitive flesh reminding her of the touch of Guy's hands and tongue on her earlier. The remembrance of his tongue started a slow flow of emission between her legs. She had been shocked when he had. “I think we were made for each other in some ways, don’t you?” Helen smiled back. “We have a few things in common”, she agreed. “So I take it you’ll be coming back to my place?” “Now why would I want to do that?” “Well for one, your clothes and hair are a bit of a mess to put it mildly, and you stink of sex. If you go home looking like that you’re going to have to answer a lot of awkward questions. Whereas if you come back to my place I can offer a discreet shower and valet service which will. ..p-please Y-yuri..” “That’s sir or master to you slut!” Dmitri growled and wound back the paddle. ‘Oh that’s not fair!’ Kate managed to think before paddle swung down. “Aiyee-oww!” Kate screamed, “Ohh-fuck! I’m sorry! P-please SIR!” the heroine corrected herself. “Please sir...I’d love to...uh... suck your cock.” She managed to say, but she didn’t do well to hide the sarcasm. Dmitri could hear it, and passed judgement swiftly in the form of a couple spanks in quick succession without warning..