What seemed like gallons of water up my colon later, I was dried, ready and in position. I was face down, ass up on my chaise, with a Cat-O-Nine Tails...next to me, so that would be the first thing Benedict say when he walked in the door. This particular Cat-O-Nine Tails was an Icicles No 38. The handle doubled as a thick glass dildo and the tail was seemingly soft leather. I heard the door open and I tensed up. Not as word was said as he started spanking me gently with his hand. I was grateful. Secondly, only guys with low CAP scores tend to still frequent clubs like this anymore. I will admit, there did seem to be a few marginal volunteers here—just like at our previous stops—but that appears to have been by design, judging by how they all have interacted with our fearless leader.In no time at all, the stages at our current location were put to full use. The available women—nearly all strippers and wait staff—were pretty much taking all comers in a free-for-all attempt to be. Much to our wicked delight, Stefan’s flatmate was to be out of town for at least two days, so I spent the night at his place and, needless to say, we did very little sleeping. An indubitable hint of adolescent excitement filled the little room that evening and we shagged like rabbits, only stopping to rest now and again. Stefan was not as ostensibly handsome as Christian, but he was pretty in a boyish sort of way. As had been the case with Christian, I felt no desire to kiss him, though I. Sarah responded with a moan as she spread her legs. He kissed around her labia then along the inside of her thighs before sliding his tongue down one partially swollen labium then up the other. His caress caused Sarah to moan and shiver again, as she felt a small orgasm which pushed more cream out between her labia. With his caresses, her labia swelled, fully-engorging with blood, opening like the petals of a flower. So focused on giving her pleasure Rusty hardly noticed that it looked like a.