We carried on chatting for a bit, then swam a bit more, there was a bit of flirting, but quite innocent. Then she asked me if I knew where the shower... were, because she was cold. I said without thinking I will show you, Im going there myself to warm up, and we walked the 100 or so yards to the shower block.Now these showers were cubicles, but both men and womens, as we approached the showers I just said here we are, and as she went into a cubicle, I was about to go into one myself but she. There were a couple of bouncers at the front of a pretty large queue made of people in both normal night out clothes and some others in more extreme, and often revealing, outfits. I started to head to the back of the queue but Mark stopped me and said that he’d called ahead and got our names on the list so we could go straight in which, considering the cold weather, seemed like a definite blessing. We all gave all our names to the bouncer and they just nodded as each of us went in but as I went. She screamed as they forced her over the chair seat her long legs kicking. Whoosh! She screamed as the cane hit her across both cheeks. Whoosh! She screamed again the masked man doing the swipes the Boss pinning her with a strong hand across her back.Whoosh!"Eeeieeeeeeeeeeee stop, stop I said ok, ok, ok!" She squealed. The man gave a final howling swipe before speaking." Now do what your told you slut!"She fell to the floor half pushed as the black guy re-straddled the chair taking up the. "Bonsoir," repeated the blonde woman. "You must be Monsieur Thomas,n'est -ce pas?" Y-Yeah, that's me," replied Thomas, trying to stifle a cough, quitenervous.The blonde woman offered her delicate hand in front of Thomas. "I haveheard so much about you from the Comtesse. My name is Colette; I amher...companion, shall we say?" she giggled, blushing a little.Thomas reluctantly accepted the woman's hand and bent his head down tokiss it, before the woman slowly retracted her hand, blushing. "My.