"I mean it," I said.We all trooped up the stairs. The dogs took off into the kitchen while we stayed in the living room. It was a little crowded for t...at many of us with only the couch, my wooden rocker and Jack's computer chair, but most of them were standing behind Jack anyway.Charlie said, "Where do you want this?" I hadn't realized he brought my coffee machine up."On the counter in the kitchen, Charlie. Thanks."He grinned at me. "No prob."Jack booted up the computer while Laurie took off. When I go to these grinding bars I always wear loose shorts made of thin material with no underwear. When a girl grinds you there is just a thin piece of matreial between are flesh. Yuo can feel the heat and moist from thier pussy when they grind you. I have been told by many girls that they wished all the guys would do this because jeans are rough on thier pussy. Anyways back to this little whore. So she walked me over to a wall booth and I sat down and she started dancing in front of me. She. I'll put it away."She turned her back to me and open the top drawer of her dresser and placed the whip inside and, as I undressed, she started searching for something.It took me about a minute to disrobe completely during which time Bernadette found what she was looking for and waited patiently with her hands behind her back."Lie down on the left side of the bed and put your hands over your head. Make sure that you leave enough room for me to sit down next to you." Her hands came into view and. A hope that blossomed rapidly when he touched her rounded soft breast, moving his roughened thumb in a circle around her nipple. "Very pretty, " he said, a slight smile on his face. His eyes, however, did not smile, but looked only stern. He motioned with his head for her to face the wall. She walked there slowly, her feet unwilling to take her to the destination. She stood meekly facing the wall as he gently raised her arms and fastened them to the hook where the whip stayed when not in use..