Mistress was covering all areas of my already sore clit with hercrop as I was helpless to protect myself. After 5 seriously hard swats sheswitched to ...ome sandpaper.She stroked slowly up and down my clit a few times before adding some lubeto make it slide easier. It felt as if she was sanding it down to a nub. Iwas so weak from the popper mask that I laid there and let her do it withtears streaming down my face. Thank the Goddess for waterproof mascara.When she tired of sanding it she asked. He just kept at it again and again.?I don’t think there’s anything in there,? Jack said.?Alright, take the spoon out.??Ew!? Jack said as he pulled the bloody handle out.?If she’s dirty, you might have to clean her. Is there a sink nearby???Sure, man. It’s a restaurant. There’s a sink in every room. There’s a sponge brush here, too.??Good. Excellent. Soak it and push it into her vagina. We’ve got to clean her up.?Jack ran cold water onto the sponge on a stick. Then he pushed it deep into my. You'll work at this, or your ass is out. Fair enough?" I told her, giving her somewhat of an ultimatum.Upstairs I found a few things that would make her look at least a bit feminine. I even found a choice of underwear, either from this guys wife or daughters. Some looked real tiny, some real big, but I was no panty expert. I usually handled them in the dark so... I went up through the roof hatch and pumped 10 full gallons of filtered rain water into the bathroom tanks. Enough to give her a long. She was rubbing her pussy now under the water and her tits above the water while he and I rubbed each other and watched her. I was also looking around at all the hotel room windows that faced us to make sure no guests were watching. The risk of getting caught in that position though was a big turn on. She finally started moving around the tub to get closer to us and when she did she pulled her bikini top down below her tits and started rubbing her hard nipples for us. She wanted to see more so.