He searched her face for a response. When she didn’t reply, he descended on her again, kissing her fervently, his hands travelling around her should...rs, one down to her taut soft breasts. He delicately twisted a pink nipple till it was burning. Ava was torn between these sensations and her head. His lips followed his hand, burning a trail down her chest to the soft swells, nipping and kissing as he went. Ava was lost in a sensory overload. She knew she burned for him, which was what she afraid. Within a very short space of time we were naked except for our masks and her stockings and frilly suspender belt, throughout all this our lips were locked hungrily together. Reaching up to remove my mask Louis caught my hand and shook her head."Leave them on." She whispered in a voice so low that I could barely hear it.Smiling I lifted her in my arms and lay her on the bed; I was glad that I hadn't been able to wear the Victorian gentlemen's outfit we'd originally planned I should wear as she'd. Sally had a hand on my shoulder as she stepped out of the jeans and I reached out for her mother's hand as I said, "How nice of you to dress in matching panties. This works out I might get you two a clothing allowance so I can have you dressed alike from top to bottom! Now I've seen Sally before, let's look at mama." I took one of Carol's hands and held it up so she could slowly turn around for my perusal. When her back was facing me I told her to stop. I ran my hands down from her neck across. He stood up again and looked down at me, looking up at him with fear showing in my eyes. No, no, that wont do. I want you up and leaning over the bed – pleasure will come later, but pain first. Youve been a very bad girl. Bad girls deserve to be punished, do they not? he asked me, I didnt respond, still so scared of him and his obvious control and power over me. I asked you a question! he spat at me. Y-y-yes, I mustered up in reply. Yes what? he asked. Yes, bad girls deserve to be punished, I.