I run my tongue bar under your top lip flicking it slightly when reaching the middle, slipping it back into your mouth to duel with your tongue once a...ain. I tighten my grip on your throat ever so slightly, causing your hips to grind down into my lap as you moan a little louder.I pull back and bite your bottom lip running my tongue over it as I let go, I turn your head back to face the mirror tilting so you can see yourself once again. “Remember, keep your eyes open and don’t turn away” I move. I left her standing there as I ran a bowl of warm soapy water immersing a flannel before telling her to take her knickers off and hand them to me. I noted her slight hesitation before she hooked her thumbs into the waistband and, head lowered, removed them, offering them to me. I examined them before putting them to one side before I moved behind her.I studied that ample round arse as I reached to her bra, adjusting the straps until the cups pulled tight, straining against the tit flesh. I. On the way, I saw my saw crush, Mansi( also an orphan).I didn’t go near her. When I reached my class, there was an unusual excitement. Everyone was moving about, restless. Sure, it was the first day of the school, but there was more excitement than there usually is on every first day. Sure we were now in 12th grade, but even that didn’t account for the energy that I felt.As I went towards my desk in the corner of the classroom, I heard a girl say “finally, from today we will be. Whether she just had a strong aversion to horror movies or the time spent around her fellow slaves had made her more childish, Isaac didn't know, but he sure found it amusing. To think, two masochists and a grown woman would turn into scared hermit crabs when watching a horror movie. This certainly made the bet more complicated.It was early August when Isaac and his slaves climbed out of Donna's car in the parking lot behind the beach. Having come on a Tuesday, they expected the beach to be.