"The desire to embrace the woman in the painting and press my lips to her lower cheeks was now overwhelming. I tried to imagine myself that frail f...ower of a woman, the most powerful sex goddess on earth, and failed. I had never felt sympathy for a woman. I tried again. This time I felt some of the fragility of those fingers. A timid hesitancy. It was a beginning. And this was how I was now doomed to spend eternity?"But before you disappear into the painting, as its viewer or. Understand?" Yes, Mistress." Nina had a look of real fear in her eyes, as she suddenly realized that Gretchen was now back in full Mistress mode, and regardless of her statements about not wanting to hurt her slave, Nina knew that she had asked for it."Oh, and by the way, if I happen to hit your tits with a misplaced swing, those don't count." Yes, Mistress." Nina's fear deepened, as Gretchen had all but told her that she was going to whip her breasts as well as her ass, and she was unsure. After a while, Emma changed position in the bath so that she was on her knees in the water. Tom's eyes were wide as he saw her wet, dark pubic hair as she placed the shower attachment over the taps. She tested the water, trying to get the temperature right before leaning back slightly and letting the jets of water flow onto her pussy. Tom wasn't aware of first what it was Emma was doing. He assumed that she was merely washing herself off with the shower but she kept it there for a longer time. Reaching down, her naughty mind having got a crazy idea, she played with her wetness a bit, feeling Milo’s tongue darting around her fingers. Quickly moving her fingers up to her nipple, she tried to coat it with her juices before Milo could clean her off. Running her fingers up to Coopers licking mouth, then back down to her nipple, she shivered when the dog seemed to understand. As a second tongue worked her over, touching her breast, her nipple, her chest, she reached down, wanting to get.