It was spacious with gleaming stalactites and stalagmites. ‘Oh wow! It’s incredible!’ gasped Ophealia. ‘Yeah, but we have a problem. There a...e multiple tunnels here. Which way do we go?’ asked Lance. ‘Wait! I see something.’ said Pristine before dismounting. She went over to one stalagmite that was strangely shaped. It looked like a figure, or a statue and it’s surrounded by other stones and shapes. One part of the stalagmite stuck out like a hand. Pristine was about to reach for it when. The mouth was followed by a chin, then its cheeks started to emerge. When the forehead came out leaving it's eye sockets still under the surface, I couldn't help but shiver from the sight.But the moment his eyes were above the light's surface, I recognized the face instantly. Every hair stood up on my body as the most powerful chill ran down my body."Michael?" I whispered, as my goosebumps competed against each other for being the highest one.The face stared blankly for a moment, then broke out. “My wallet”, she indicated. He ran across the room, fetched the packet and slipped one on.He forgot about his own rock-hard erection for a moment, and slipped two fingers into her already dripping hole, preparing her. While her dominant thought was how she was mere seconds away from having him inside her, her lust-muddled brain registered how he was putting her needs first despite his own raging arousal. Damn him. He then propped her up using his upper body, and she felt the head of his cock. Irritatedly, she shrugged off her jacket, letting it join her skirt in a crumbled heap. Now naked, except for her red and black pumps, she strode over to the tables of whips, snatching up a long, thin, black cane.Melissa lost sight of Mistress Amy as she circled behind her.The woman who was whipping her suddenly stopped. Melissa heard her adolescent tone complaining, “Hey!”Mistress Amy snarled, “Back to your pissant Daddy, bitch.”“Oh yeah?” The woman pouted back, “Well, you better be careful or.