It had been around 25 years since I last saw her. I had moved away from my home town after college, doing a long stint in the military. She had moved ...way right after her high school graduation, and I had heard she had gone to night school and gotten both her bachelor’s and master’s degrees the hard way. And all of a sudden, it hit me. This was my mystery woman. Cheryl is in her mid forties now. But the last time I saw her, she was 18 and just out of high school, and I was home on leave. What. Cindi finally stepped back to catch her breath and we played a round of poker. I suggested Cindi go change to another "serving" outfit.A couple of hands later Cindi returned wearing a negligee. It was a deep plunging shelf bra that really put her tits on display. The rest was very short barely covering her pussy and ass. She had a matching thong. When she walked back into the room she asked if anyone was ready for a refill. Bill picked up his beer and chugged it saying, "I am!"Cindi left to get. Adjusting my focus, I zeroed in on her eyes and almost lost myself. Wide with suspicion, and marred by dark circles, her deep lavender pools were filled with a seductive innocence, one I’d fallen in love with, despite my better wisdom. I’d been observing her for a week. Seven short days and night, with instructions to abduct her. By the third night I’d realized that I couldn’t follow through with my orders. Oh, I still planned to take her from her tower. Rescue her, rather. The thought of. She can rest assured knowing that she will get plenty of both.Finally there was Tabitha. A fiery redhead whose hair was cut into a fringe and had large DD breasts and a big round ass. It was as if her body was meant to be beat and whipped. It wasn’t as if she was the hottest of the group but she was the one that everyone seemed to want to hurt the most. There was just something about her having the perfect body and face to serve as a whipping post. Her waist was rather thin but there was just.