Feeling your back through the thin, loose top you are wearing. As he works his way down your back, a tingle shoots through you, causing a spasm in yo...r pussy. "Oh god, this is turning me on" you think to yourself, his hands reach your secret spot on the small of your back and he lingers there, you feel the heat of his hand and you groan, almost but not quite, imperceptively. A bead of sweat forms on your brow, and he moves his hands downwards, checking both of your legs on the outside, before. There is fear in her eyes. Joe and I discuss the usefulness of this cross she is strapped to and he comments “we may have to strap her down a bit tighter when we brand her” he says as he moves away. When he returns he has a thin board about three inches wide and about three feet long. He slips it under her back behind her tits and screws the board to each upper arm of the cross. He then proceeds to tie her to this new board in a pattern that crosses between her tits and over her rib cage, back. They noticed another patron that came over to her, and they talked like they knew each other, the second dark-skinned girl bringing over a few bottles from the store shelves and showing them to the girl with the amazing waist. Doris strained her ears to hear their hushed whispers, but she knew it was probably about which shampoo smelled the sweetest or would work the best. Doris didn’t think she cared about any of that, but the more she watched the two of them, the more the thought crept into. “Hey Rachel,” she said, with her smile all over her face. I decided not to play rough as she seemed to have a sharp pocket knife in her hand. “Hey Jane, nice to know you keep stuff from me,” I said, anyway. “Oh Rachel…come here you babydoll,” she said, walking over to me and giving me a hug, her arms draping over me, to cup the bottom of my asscheeks, which were bared under the shorts. I instantly broke into tears, her act of warmth having some kind of effect on me. “How could you do this to.