I had always wanted to see Jen with another woman, now was my chance. “Jane, I dare you to go down on Jen and lick her pussy”. “With pleasure”...said Jane “but I think we should move to the bedroom for more comfort”. With that she took Jen’s hand and led her to the bedroom. Frank and I followed, not wanting to miss any of the action. Jen lay down on her back on the bed and spread her legs. Jane climbed on top of her, kissing her passionately on the lips before slowly moving down between her legs.. Then the punishment started. I got 30 strokes to the right cheek and twenty to the other. My mind was now on the stinging pain rather than the buzz from the butt plug. When the punishment stopped he switched off the butt plug and rubbed my cheeks, cock and balls with a vibrating glove. He was extrmely skilled at getting slaves to almost cumming and then just stopping.Then I was to be taken over to the hoist and my ankles were suitably attached to a strong steel leg spreader bar. On my back I. " Yes. This is where I live. They used to live here. They feel comfortable here at what is a stressful time for them." Are you pleased that these men have been arrested?" Why should I be pleased? As far as I know they are helping the police. As I said before, I know nothing." But you must be pleased that progress is being made." If progress is being made, that is a good thing. I don't know if progress is being made. Now I would be grateful if you would leave us in peace."At that I shut the gate. E. the opposite side, allowing me to have a full view of her bare legs upto the knees. Now I knew I had quite an effort to make to uncover her legs fully without her knowledge. I gently discarded the chaddar completely. Now there was only her nighty and petticoat to be worked upon. Inch by inch I kept raising them till I could see her panties. What an accomplishment, I thought to myself. She did seem to be softly snoring still, though by now I saw a little smile of pleasure on her face. Whether.