It was a Saturday morning and I had a standing appointment every six weeks.? I got there and went straight back to get my hair washed and conditioned.... When I was there, like always, I went up and sat down at the hairdresser's area for her to cut and style my hair.? She wasn't there when I sat down, so I waited a few minutes to get back.? It was no big deal, I figured she had gone on a quick break or run to the restroom really quick.? After about 15 minutes and she was still no where around I. There was a detail about the punishments that struck Cecilia as very odd. Tiffany's fiancé, Vladik Dukov, was the cop responsible for punishing her. It was Tiffany herself who insisted that only Vladik should be the officer administering her switching. At first Cecilia assumed that Vladik was assigned to punish her to administer less severe strokes, because he was always very courteous and respectful every time Cecilia ever saw them together. It was obvious that Vladik and Tiffany loved each. I was also wondering if you'd like to have some company for breakfast."The fog began to gradually clear from my head. Holding the phone pressed to my ear, the full length of my naked body still pressed tightly against Nancy's exposed flesh, memory began to return. Tom was my primary contact for the upcoming meetings and my most frequent flirter. Looking at the clock, I saw it was just about 6:30 AM. Nancy and I had slept together after our very pleasurable sex, neither of us moving all night. “What's coming next?” I bent down and grabbed beneath her arms, lifting her off the floor and throwing her back onto the bed like a child. She squealed and landed with her legs spread wide. I grabbed her thighs, holding them apart as she looked down to find my eyes. “This,” I said with a grin as I lowered my head. “It's my turn to eat.” She spread her legs wider and bit her lip, a moan of anticipation escaping her. I started with a tease, kissing her knee and working my way up as she.