She popped back out a few minutes later fully clothed (for her) but still grinning. Since she had effectively moved away from her cousins – and anyo...e who might report her attire to her parents – Molly had taken a “less is more” approach to clothing that she seemed to acquire from Tiffany (the attitude, not the clothing – or maybe the clothing, too, given its tightness).Phil had grown accustomed to seeing Tiffany Grayling in sleeveless shirts that stopped only slightly below the tiny swells of. I was curious what she said so when I was called to the platform, I asked her what the Mistress said."She told me she'd watched the slave make me climax while I was upside down on the cross and said I was a very hot slave. She said that she was betting a substantial amount of money on me to win the slave heat portion of this contest and that if I didn't, she was going to speak to you about having me for an hour to punish me for failing to live up to her expectations." Would you like me to give. “I’m okay,” I replied. “How are you?”“Oh, I’m all right. Just sick and tired of the corporate bullshit,” she said. “But hey, I don’t want to bore you with all that. So, how’s college going this semester?”“It’s okay, same shit, different day.”We had dinner and some more wine and by six o’clock we were in the hotel room she had rented right across the street. We skipped dessert; Susan said that would come later. We were barely in the room before her tongue was in my mouth and our bodies meshed. Harry figured she was moving into her penance stage to repent for her sinful excesses. It was remarkable how pious and at peace she looked sitting in such repose.The tattooed lady with the nice looking legs started to pull his restrained ankles back up the head of the bed next to his hands. He was now in a defenseless position with his bottom raised high for any discipline to be dished out by the lady in black leather. Through his legs he saw two young girls in their early 20s come into the.