It was tentative and yet so sweet. We pulled back, look at each other and then kissed again. This time it was deeper - more passionate. We fell back o... the sand as our mouths opened to each other. I tasted her tongue. I felt her body rubbing against mine as if it were doing so without her even thinking about it. Her legs opened and I slid my leg in between them. Soon, I was rubbing my still-clothed cock against her thigh. Her arms wrapped around my neck and she clung to me. We were getting sand. " Numbly I fixed her a Scotch and soda.She came into the living room and taking me by the hand, drew me into the bedroom.When I saw the whips, long and lethal-looking, neatly arranged on the bed, I cried out, tried to run.But before I reached the door she had grabbed me by my hair. She threw me on the bed, and with one knee on my back she pinned me down."Don't fight me. I'm going to give your man my report tonight.And you don't want whipping when he gets home, do you?" There was steel in her. I slide off my lacy pink panties and let them join the pile of fabric around my feet. Now fully exposed, I prance to your bedroom and sit softly on the edge of your bed. You follow.You walk to the tall wardrobe in the corner. The wardrobe contains all of the items we would ever need to fulfill your deepest and darkest fantasies. Luckily for me, we don't need any of the stranger items in the wardrobe. You grab a bottle of lubricant. You walk over to where I'm sitting and unbuckle your. ” The last was said with a big grin, which got even bigger when she noticed Alex’s puzzled expression.“Jeff always told us,” she said to him, “that guys can be trained. In particular they can be trained to understand the word ‘No’ if it’s delivered with enough authority! Richard has a good handle on that one now — to be fair he had a pretty good handle on it from the start, he just needed to know where I didn’t want him to go and he’s been a complete gentleman since.“Unfortunately he’s not as.