She sighed with pleasure as my hands rubbed firmly up and down her back, caressing her ass, making her squirm against me. I pushed her down onto her b...ck and knelt between her legs, demanding she fuck herself with her fingers for me. She didn't even hesitate, her fingers thrust eagerly into her cunt while she kept her eyes on my face, watching me watching her.The scent of her arousal, the sight of two slender fingers slipping in and out of her cunt drove me wild. I gripped her wrist and dragged. We asked if she would like a drink and we headed to the bar. Reception and the bar were closed so we sat and drank and talked for ages.After a while someone suggested (can’t remember who) that we go and have a spa. We went up to the apartment and collected towels and swimwear and off we went. Of course Deb had no swimwear but she said she didn’t need any.We went to the Spa and we started to go to the change rooms. “Hey, why bother! I don’t have swimmers so I’m just stripping and jumping in,”. “She said yes they did. He didn’t look too impressed at first but quickly agreed.”Hannah held the desk for support.“So...?”“She suggested he went first and that he lowered his trousers and bent over the desk. He did this and she folded his shirt tail up and lowered his underpants.”“Crikey…over this desk?”Hugo nodded.“And then she gave him a pretty good six of the best. His bottom was a nice one but well striped. Do you know what she did next?“Er..?”“She suggested she caned me too.”“And did. “Lower you arm to your side. I wish to look upon you in this state.” She slowly pulls her arm away from her breasts, revealing the entirety of her sleeping gown. Quincy turns to his company. “What do you think, Keswick? Was my assertion not valid that Isabel is the slightest of my servants?” The other man cocks his head and swallows a sip of wine. “Indeed. This one must surely offer a worthier sheath for your blade… or mine.” Quincy reaches to her gown and forcefully pulls it apart. A rip of.