Understand?” “What the hell are you playing at?” I said. “Did I not explain clearly enough? Do you not understand that I am in charge now?” ...he almost shrieked. “Um, yeah,” I ventured. We’d never done any kinky shit and I wasn’t sure if I was enjoying it.“Yes what?” she shouted. “Yes Mistress?” I almost asked. “Well done,” she breathed, as she slowly walked towards me. I was still in the same position I was when taking off my shoes. “On your knees!” she commanded. I just obeyed, it seemed the. Please come she said, i want to introduce you to our friendsHey why not, my husband had gone and took a job at the other side of the world, and i had always secretly fancied women but hadnt had much in the way of girl on girl sex at this point, See you tomorrow i said as my next client had turned upAll day the next day i was wondering if it would be just gay women there or if they had straight friends, i knew very little about this coupleAround late afternoon as i was having a nap i got a text. " Sharon? The tourist. Where's Joy?" Joy's dead. There's no more Joy." Dead. No Joy!" Sweetness weeped, but she'd clearly already half-reconciled herself to this possibility, not erupting into the hysteria of tears that Sharon had feared. "How did she die? What happened? Where am I?"Sharon explained to Sweetness as best she could what had happened and where they were. And rehearsed as much to herself as for Sweetness' benefit the horrors they had been through. She talked and she talked,. I nearly exploded into her mouth. She pulled the inner lips apart to expose my hole, picking up the vibrator she slid it between those inner lips which hugged the vibrator nicely as she flipped it on. The middle was full of little beads that worked in a circular motion, it felt like 100 little fingers and tongue rubbing the inside of my pussy. She moved the clit tickler onto my clit, the vibration on the inside and outside was almost more than I could stand. I started to cum, my legs tightened.