It was a state of surprisingly little anxiety and nervousness,quite pleasant actually, having surrendered control.I admired the outfit in the mirror f...r a moment, before reckoning I hadto show the awaiting Irene. I pulled the curtain aside and she looked inthe cubicle from the outside. She gushed how lovely I looked, and howdarling it was. I think she used the word 'darling' several times, forboth the outfit and for me.At this point now, I think she'd had most of her fun, and there wasn'tmuch. My hands spend their time diving into his hair and caressing his shoulders and arms. My juices begin to pool and slowly leak out of my pussy, which only seems to excite him more. He licks up my cream as his tongue fucks me, caressing my channel.Then he slides a finger into my pussy.“Fuuucckkk!” I softly moan.I know his hands are clean because he works as a chef. Short nails and clean hands come with the trade. The pads of his fingertips are nice and round. My fingers dive into his curly, silky. ” Sandy was worried that she was not ready; she wasn’t even sure what she was supposed to be ready for. She entered the room; Anthony was standing by the kitchen door, his Scotch in one hand and some sort of short leather belt in the other. He addressed her,“Sandy, this is a tawse, perhaps you have heard of one?”She shook her head.“Once used in Scottish schools to punish c***dren my dear, naughty, spiteful c***dren. I’m going to use it to punish you. You are going to get a lesson that you will. Not us.”“I think I should leave,” Anpu said rising from his seat.“It is a shame that good men do nothing when evil runs rampant in the streets. Leave if you wish, but know that you will regret it for the rest of your life.”“All five minutes of it, or do I have that much time?”“I don’t know. That’s not our province. You appear to be healthy. You should probably live a long time. You might want to lose a little weight, and get more exercise.”Anpu sat down and said, “What do you want?”“We want you.