“One last chance, whore,” he hissed, his voice harsh and stern. “Admit what you truly are. A wicked wanton whore.”“I will admit nothing,” ...he whimpered, bracing for what was to come, praying that his actions would be as cruel as his word, ecstasy welling up within her as she imagined what it would feel like to…She screamed, the pain overwhelming as he pricked her sensitive pleasure nub with a pin.“Jezabel!”She screamed a second time as he prodded her again. She began to struggle in earnest,. "Forty minutes later, we arrived at the mystery club that Suzy and Rachel frequented. As I guessed, it was a women's place, a special woman's place.The taxi driver who took us to the address Suzy gave him couldn't stop staring at us. As he drove, his hungry eyes kept moving from Suzy to Rachel to me. "I guess you ladies are out for a night on the town, huh?" he said."Yes, we are, honey," said Suzy, impulsively grabbing his bulging crotch with her left leather-gloved hand. "And I guess, judging. It won't be a regular occurrence anyways. Are you ok with that?" You are saying I will get to fuck your ass again, if I'm a good boy," I said in a joking manner. "I'm more than ok with that."Then more seriously I said, "I thought it might be a one-time only thing." No, it was nice enough. And I get the feeling that you really enjoyed it hmmm???" Yes Ellen my dear, it might just be my best sexual experience ever, although our first night ranks right up there with it."Ellen leaned in to kiss me. Each woman had the same unspoken thought that it would have been nice to have had that kind of 'private time' when they were dating.The morning passed quickly as Heather helped Carol clean up the breakfast dishes. It was almost ten o'clock when Ron and Jennifer returned. Dave came walking through the woods from the golf course shortly afterwards and, before long, he and Jennifer left together for the pool. Carol, Heather, and Ron prepared some of that evening's salads and entrees.Carol thought.