. Why should the cleaner go to the top of the office building? I put down the rag and went to the elevator. I chose the last floor, my heart started b...ating faster.The elevator door opened. A young, attractive woman appeared in front of me."Good morning Victor! Please follow me." I felt like a VIP... But terrified VIP.The woman led me through a large lobby, opened the door and told me to go inside the room.I went inside and a familiar-looking woman sat in front of me. The door closed behind. Attach slut’s wrist cuffs to the headboard"“Now bitch raise your body up as high as you can with legs apart”Mistress took up the flogger again and commenced thrashing my pussy.My cunt was beginning to smart and I was sort of pleased when she stoppedMistress then took the paddle in her handThwack, the paddle crashed down on my pussyThwack, the paddle crashed down again.Over and over again hitting so hard.She finally stopped, “well done slut” she said.I noticed across the room the girls had. You were both red headed, lithe, and had green eyes. That's where things differed though. You wore your hair short in a cute little bob, and she wore her's longer. You tended to be more outspoken, and she tended to be a snob. You were a tom boy, wearing jeans and shorts, and she was rather girly, almost always wearing a skirt or dress of some sort. There was something else different about you that no one else seemed to know. You were a raging lesbian. You had had sex with guys before, but girls. In a short while, there was a knock at the door. I answered, wearing nothing, giving Maura a hug and whispering in her ear, “I can’t wait to taste you.” She replied, as she gave my erection a squeeze, “This old dyke has never had a cock between her legs, so be happy with what you get,” she admonished. Kay appeared in the doorway to the kitchen wearing my dress shirt, unbuttoned, showing off her abundant charms. The two girls hugged and kissed as I hung up Maura’s coat. A trail of boots, skirt,.