She struggles to catch her breath again around your ministrations, and once she has carries on “-can I-“, but again her words are cut off by a cho...ing sound from hands around her throat. You moan in frustration, complaining to her pussy about the unfairness, as the flogger comes down harshly onto your arse. Your arse is burning now, and you can barely move your tongue any more, nodding your head furiously to force her closer to an orgasm you’re not sure We’ll allow. She gasps desperately for. Iwanted them to know how feminine I really was. I took a very deep breath, at least as deep as my corset wouldallow me to, and I turned to the left at the foot of the stairs andentered the front sitting room. This was where they would probablybe sitting. They were there. The look on their faces was one of utter amazement. I blushed avery very bright red. I smiled nervously, and, some whatindelicately I reached for my dress hems, placed my left leg behindmy right, and dipped in what I hoped. I felt strange, but it was making me feel so sexy. By this point, I felt like I would be ready to use these shots for a modeling portfolio."Okay, good. Actually, could we just lose the top completely? It's not very sexy looking with that on."I didn't know how to react, but I trusted his judgment. He seemed so comfortable, and I wanted him to think I was better than the professional models.I pulled my shirt off and laid there in my bra. Normally I would be freaking out about that sort of thing,. He had allowed a minute or two extra, hoping they would still be there. As he walked out the door into the cool night air, Marcus spotted the headlights of a car flash. He struggled to see much but the lights flashed again and he assumed they were to attract him. There was no one else around. Marcus walked towards the smart black car and saw the driver’s door open and a man step out. It was Tom. “Marcus, hi” said Tom, slightly nervously and whilst his eyes shifted around, searching for.