’ she said, standing up and passing me the empty bottle. As she left I teased her for a second by holding her hand. ‘You are still coming tonight...’ I asked. ‘I wouldn’t miss it.’ she whispered back in my ear definitely flirting. As she left she traced a line along my bicep to my shoulder with her finger. I wondered quite what was going on here. Suddenly I realized: I didn’t know her name. She was from….Minnesota…or was it Missouri….I realized I didn’t know so much about her. A few hours. For the next 7 days she was whipped,shocked,pinched,prodded and made to moan,groan,and shriek in agony and ectasy. The man seemed to be more interested in seeing how she moved as he lashed,cropped,whipped her.The lady on the other hand took delight in using inserted objects on her.Many were i nflatable,as she learned.The one day before both went out for dinner the lady inserted inflatables into her mouth,pussy and ass.It felt as she had them hooked up to an air compressor as all three grew in. .. *** Tara sat in the changing room, inhaling the unique and stimulating perfumeof leather and polish, barely able to repress her excitement at this, the chanceof a lifetime! She had long desired to play competitive polo in England, andthanks to her scholarship to study marketing at Reading University, she hadfound herself in rural Berkshire, one of the archetypal English shires, homeof the Hunt, and County Society. To be honest, it had its fair share of sinkestates, crime and drugs too, but. He summons up all his courage and rings the doorbell and after several rings he begins to walk away when the door opens. A woman in her early 30's appears and inquires as to what he wants."My name is Jon and I am looking for odd jobs to do for the summer vacation. I work hard and will do good a good job," he tells her.She says that her yard is in need of help and to come inside to discuss the terms of a contract. He is told that her husband has died recently and that she could use a strong man.