Patricia shook the whip cream, and sprayed some on my breasts and nipples, and in a swirling trail to my mound. She leaned over me, and started on my...breasts, flicking and sucking on my nipples. She worked her way down my stomach, sliding her tongue over my very sensitive skin. I moaned softly when her head finally disappeared between my legs. I tried to see what she was doing, but the way I was handcuffed to the bed made that impossible, so I closed my eyes. I felt her spread my lips to. ?Excellent,? the Doctor remarked, looking at the application of Blackskinover Samantha's arms. The skin got a deeper black and became shiny as it cured. ?Nowfor the top.? The orderly had returned with a ?sweater? of Blackskin that was pulled overSamantha's head, much the same as a sweater would, but without arms. The topcame down to just below Samantha's waist. As the orderlies smoothed out theskin, the sweater began to cure in the same manner as the U glove. After justa few minutes, Samantha's. It read ‘Mistress Scarlet, experienced dominatrix awaits slaves in her new fully equipped dungeon, novices welcome,’ and it was only thirty minutes away. As I was usually out in the van that way delivering, I could easily make up a delivery, so that I could find two or three hours to spare. I rang the number and the woman who answered told me her rates and gave me her website address, which gave out all the services that she provided, and all the rules she had upon visiting her. Although it. I'm sure by now that the bitches are more impressed with money and status than they are by high school football prowess." So, is this thing going to be formal or semi-formal or what?" The invitation said semi-formal, but I'm going to dress up for it." Would it be out of line for me to wear a dinner jacket?" Oh, my. I don't think that would be out of line at all. If we're over dressed, we can just look down our noses at the rest of them." Great. Do you need any money for a dress?" No, I'm good.