Before she could get into trouble she raised it up again and stepped closer to the bound Trenka. She brought it down again. This time the whip found i...’s mark, the bl**dy buttocks of Trenka. The girl flinched in pain. Jennifer set about flogging the slave maid, bringing the whip down on poor Trenka again and again. Trenka vomited again, the foul smelling liquid dripping from her nose, accompinaed by spewing as she tried to clear her nasal passages to breath. After many, many lashes Jennifer. She told me she hated her legs and didn't suit skirts, I told her to do as she was told and wear what I said this was to be part of my domination of her dressing how I liked not as she wanted. We arranged another meet in a pub for the weekend but that she must be dressed as I said. I didn't hear from her again but went to the pub anyway with a bimale who I had met before. It was a surprise when she walked into the bar she had a long cardigan on which came down to below her knees but I could see. We talked, and she invited me to spend Friday night and Saturday at her place. I agreed, and looked forward to our time together.When I arrived at Whitney's apartment Friday night, she answered the door naked, smoking a cigarette. We kissed, and she showed me her bedroom. The only furniture in the bedroom was a double bed and a nightstand. There was a throw rug on the floor beside the bed. I understood now why I would sleep on the floor.I gave Whitney my cock cage, and she watched me undress.. I was pleased that I was bringing her pleasure, so I stayed the course using just my tongue and lips on her neck as I worked to divest her of her simple frock. All the skin I uncovered was smooth and white as alabaster. Her breasts were small but well formed, her hips and rear delightfully curvaceous. I kissed my way down her body as she cooed in pleasure from my attention.When my lips found her treasure she gasped and stiffened. She started to sit up and moved her hand to my head to push me.