"Friday night is fucking night," Shauna continued, "has been for a long time - anyway they're probably pissed, usually are. They won't be out of there...or bothering us before morning, then they'll be off to their precious bloody festival again. Now come on, screw me again." Hang on," I said, "Don't you want me to wear some sort of protection? In any case I need some refractory time - I'll be bloody lucky if anything happens again tonight, let alone in ten minutes! I'm not sixteen years old, you. ‘You have lost,’ she pointed out. ‘Yes.’ ‘You are my slave for the remainder of the day.’ ‘I have to be home by three. When Billy gets off the bus.’ ‘I will keep that in mind. Until then, you must honour our agreement.’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Yes, what?’ ‘Yes, Karina.’ She slapped him, not on the cheeks, but on the groin. The flimsy nylon offered no protection from the sting of her palm. ‘Yes, mistress,’ she growled. ‘Yes, mistress,’ he echoed. ‘That is better. Now, come, we have much to do.’ She ran down the. It was too much for us to wait or go to the bedroom. I rolled on top of him, and Jack reached for the bottom of my sweater and pulled it up. I lifted my arms, and he pulled it over my head. Next, he unzipped my skirt, and I wriggled it down my hips. His hands were all over me, and he whispered, “I can’t believe you wore this underneath at my parents’ house.” He was referring to my lacy little bra and thong, and sheer stockings.“Do you like it? Do you think I shouldn’t have?” I could feel his. "I got up and refilled our cups, then resumed my seat. So many different emotions were flying through my head at once I couldn't keep track of any of them.She continued, "You were my first. I want you to be my last. When you hold me I tingle inside. When you kiss me I melt. When you put your hands on my body and your lips on mine, all of it feels so right. You've made my dreams reality. I just think of you and my panties get wet."I laughed nervously and said, "That's your hormones." No," she.