.. yeah, I guess. I s'pose it's submitting to someone, giving them my body, letting them do whatever they like to it... It feels so slutty. It makes m... wet."My mind is blown."So you got off on them hurting your tits?"She nods. "That, and this..." She turns around, facing away from me. Her butt is even worse than her boobs. It's bruised and covered in welts, enough to draw blood in a few spots..."...I wanted to see if I could cum just from being caned..."...and between the welts, on her right. She was a pawn to her best friend’s wishes. Without realizing it fully, both women started undoing their own shirts. Nancy wasn’t wearing a bra, so Wanda got to see her bare breasts before Nancy could see Wanda’s. Wanda reach behind herself and expertly undid her bra. Both women reached out to the other’s breasts. Wanda touched Nancy in ways she wanted Nancy to touch her, ways Wanda touched herself when she was horny. Wanda’s hands cupped Nancy’s smallish breasts (an A-cup, Wanda correctly. I quickly got dressed and hurried up to the local shop. It was still open even this late.“Book of first class stamps,” I said politely. I handed over the money and left. I didn’t open the book until I was home and once again had gloves on. Then, carefully, I put a stamp on the envelope and left it on the kitchen table.I showered and changed knickers, the last pair of Pauline Lipp’s that I still hadn’t worn, and got into bed. Within five minutes I knew these ones were keepers.Saturday morning I. She met no resistance. Piper sat down on the cornerof the mattress and slid anxious hands over her slimwaist, pulling her close to nuzzle her midriff. Phoebesighed.“Mmmm… I like that,” she purred, ruffling Piper’shair. Her sister got an impish look.“I want you, Phoebe.”“Yes.”Phoebe gently pushed her sister to lie flat on the bed,taking in the sight of her half-naked sibling sprawledacross the sheets, chest heaving with growingexcitement, face.