You have three more to go , he stripped of completely and sat in the arm chair his cock was rock hard pre cum oozing from its head, suck me he ordered...handing Frank the cameraI went to go on my knees , no bend down ,Frank began clicking the camera the flash was blinding.I was lapping up his juices when I heard the next swish my knees buckled I grabbed my buttocks in pain, I could already feel the heat both cameras flashing tears filled my eyes You have two more to go ,how much do you want Celia. M.) I could decide which, unless he decided on an alternative scenario and he would attend to her in whatever way he felt appropriate before we returned her to their chains. He would not be attending in the afternoons that would be the servant`s time. Food would be served at ‘normal times’ by the butler and the women would probably not see daylight for the full seven days. He decided to forgo the first whipping saying “they had both suffered overnight,” and with that he swept out,. While she was pretty much covered in bubbles, I noticed her breasts were exposed, glistening in the dampness. Looking up at her face I saw her blue eyes looking seductively at me. I kneeled down, took some body wash and squirted it in my hands, making a fist to warm it up some. Leaning forward, I ran my hands first over her breasts and then gently outward, slowly, sensuously washing her. Slipping my hands under her arms, I felt a bit of stubble there and asked, ‘Can I shave you there?’ A bit. My dick was covered with blobs of white (which I knew was my own cum) and streaks of red (which I knew was blood, only I didnt know was whos blood it was). I let out a little scream, first thinking that somehow it was my blood. I reached down and with a shaking finger, scooped a bit of the blood off my dick. I was about to scream again, when I heard Dad laughing. I looked from all the goo and blood, to my father. Dont worry son, he chuckled, It isnt your blood. Its hers. And as soon as he said.