He dropped his smouldering cigarette in shock. She lifted her “dupatta” over her breasts and squeezed them in flagrant invitation. Watching him, s...e spread her feet apart and pumped her hips in an unmistakably obscene manner. Nodding slightly, she beckoned to him and stepped back into the shadows.His heart thumping with excitement, the servant raced up the stairs to her second floor apartment. At her door, he stopped and took a deep breath. His pulse throbbed. Gently, he tried the door. It. Experiencing the agony of the cloverleafs pulling, encircling her nipples. The torment of them constricting more and more. Fear and anticipation of the ache that will come after they are removed as the blood rushes back to the apex of her breasts.That thuddy massage of a heavy flogger as it beats a steady cadence while her body gets pushed rhythmically onto the cross with each swing. The feeling of a Wartenburg pinwheel as it is ran from her ankle slowly up the back of her leg, the shivers its. All in all it might be somewhat around 30 bucks. Katie reached into her backpack to see how much money she had. Her grip went into nothingness. Her wallet was not there. "ShitshitshitSHITSHITSHIT!!!!" she exclaimed. "FuckfuckfuckfuckFUCK !!!"The bartender knew immediately what was going on."Let me guess ... no money, no ID, nothing to pay or identify yourself? Tough luck for you! But of course you'll just have to go home and be back in five minutes with money. Some people tried to pull that. Lucy and I enjoyed the time we spent together when we were alone but when we were at Castle Fortune or at Bill and Sophie's we got together for a family affair usually in the special rooms which had been created for those occasions. It has to be said though, that because of her condition, everyone treated Lucy much more gently than they might otherwise have doneSometimes when my mum and Dave came down with us to Bill and Sophie's mansion to see how the work was progressing on their home we came.