It looked so easy, at the time, but they hadn’t thought through what they were doing, and now fully regretted even thinking about stealing the money... More so now they felt the canes being rubbed from side to side across their bottoms, and, as they pulled at their wrist cuffs and knew there was nothing they could do to move, all they had to look forward to was the pain of what were bound to be very hard cane strokes. Of course, as they thought about that, they also realised that they had not. I know this is my world. My world is right".Giselle felt happy. She felt sated. There was nothing she craved for. She just needed to serve whatever entered her little red room. Her Mistress would watch from above.Her memory had become a limited place. Hazy walls had enclosed it. They moved and boiled with shapes too misty to declare themselves. Of course she remembered the Villa. She remembered her new sister Clarize. It was a clear memory. It always filled her with a glow. It made her yearn to. We both were Anthropology Majors and had the same drive to get our PhD’s. That made it easy to talk to her because we were able to keep it close to that subject. Doing as I was told though I would place my hand on her knee just to see if she accepted it and did not remove it.To my surprise it was working the way that Priss told me it would. The more I talked to her the more comfortable I got and the more we would lightly touch each other. First a hand on the knee, then hands, it was amazing.I. I kept thrusting and let go of her wrist to keep myself and she started to scratch my back and started moaning louder. I thrusted faster and she felt so wet around my cock. I went harder and her pussy became tight around me. I was almost there and I need to finish her off, without a condom I was going to cum on her stomach. So before I reached my peak I thrusted harder and faster and finally pulled out and the sticky white liquid landed on her rack. I grabbed my shirt from the floor and wiped.