Then one of your stockings is fastened as a blindfold across your eyes.Suddenly you feel cold steel pressing into your flesh at the waist band of your...panties, you feel the right side of your panties go loose, again you feel the cold steel as the left side of your panties is cut; The same gruff voice orders you to open your mouth. In panic you instinctively react, your mouth is then stuffed full of what feels like a rag. As the flavour of the dampness evades your senses, you realize that it is. The slap stung, and Jackie flinched and almost lost her balance on the pedestal.“Stand up!” Pamela commanded. Jackie let go of her ankles, and she straightened up. As she stood, staring forward as her Mistress wanted, she could tell Pamela was to her left, and was still examining her body. That’s when it happened. “What’s that?” Pamela abruptly yelled. “On your nipple!”“I don’t know Mistress,” Jackie replied. “What is it?”“I see a hair growing on the edge of your nipple. Why is it. And make sure no body sees you, ok sweet heart ? I just nodded and still was scared. She went. And after sometime, I somehow escaped some pair of eyes and got in to the house. She was leaning against a wall and was looking at me. She was wearing a yellow coloured saree which was quite thin and transparent. She was looking hot. Her full hips and healthy curves were killing me. She was wearing the same coloured blouse. She was smiling at me.She then said, close the door and lock it. I obeyed. She. Now donning a cowboy hat and placing a lasso around her neck (she looking like David Carradine hanging from a hotel closet, sans penis, thankfully) I began slamming into her with wild abandon, feeling like John Travolta riding a mechanical bull in "Urban Cowboy," without the Scientology gibberish. As Winter's voice reached a crescendo, I began spanking each cheek with both hands like playing the bongos. I even stopped once to sing "Babaloo," however, my Ricky Ricardo impression failed to.