"You started to seduce me right under your sister's nose." I know! I'm wicked! Spank me! Ahhhh!"Finally, in response to some inner signal only she cou...d understand, she said, "Enough!"Her entire ass was red and quivering and radiating heat, and her pussy had been rubbing back and forth across my erection since the first few blows. As she looked up at me, I could see that her face and throat were flushed as well."Now ... you have to kiss it ... kiss it ... and make it feel better," she gasped,. Its hard enough taking care of yourself, but if you add me in the mix its probably super stressful.” Patsy kind of looked shyly at me. “I also know how guys handle stress, and you cant even take care of that at night with me in your hair.”I was taken aback by this. ‘What are you talking about, Patsy?” I asked. “I take care of myself, and you, just fine.” “You know what I mean, you get no privacy. My husband would stress about something, and he relieved himself by, you know, giving himself a. The staffer returned with a group of men and women in skimpy underwear. Each had a clipboard, a small bag, and an armband with three lavender rings. My escort was a short, thin blonde wearing see-thru bra and equally see-thru thong panties. She was clean shaven – no pussy hair. "Hi, I'm Ashley," she chirped. "You ready for your test?" I put my fingers onto my wet pussy and sniffed them. "Oh yes, more than ready; by the way, I love your outfit. Can I touch?" Ashley giggled, "Not here, but inside. My orgasm is close, but I can already tell it will be hollow and unsatisfying.'How to make Tracy the perfect slave?' I ponder. 'The sacrificial cow was a good shock to her system. But I did it too early. Her hope and will probably haven't eroded enough. I'll bet she's steeling herself for whatever comes next.' I imagine her promising herself a silent war of wills. A war of attrition. No matter how long, no matter what she is forced to do, she will never break. I don't know this for certain, of.