(This is not her usual BDSM fair, see stories number 384/5/6 and 395/6/7) It was the morning of the third day since returning from my second weekend w...th Jack, my now regular dominant pain partner, I had for the most part, avoided my two housemates, who had not so far known much of my needs with Jack, though they were curious, I had stayed mainly in my room, or wearing leggings and a hoodie to cover my marks, so`s not to inflame the situation, not knowing how they might react, though I knew. "Good girl. Now, remove the contents and lay them out beside you. And then undress and place your clothes in the suitcase. Start now, and tell me when you’re naked.” susanna quickly does as she is told, then says, “I’m naked now, Mistress.” The traffic lights turn red. The car stops. susanna’s breasts are in full view of the cars on either side. Ingrid watches susanna in the rear-view mirror, as the flustered girl hastily pulls on the flimsy, translucent blouse on the seat beside her. The. It sprung myCock to immediate attention. Then she told me to lick the gusset of the panties. I touched my tongue lightly to the material. It was real bitter and not very pleasant but it made me horny as hell. I started to lick the sticky mess as instructed; as I licked her cum soaked panties she sat on the edge of the bath and opened her legs to reveal her sopping sticky slit. She looked at me with lust and smiled come and suck my pussy. I knelt in front of her and stuck my tongue in her pussy;. In a flash, Joerg jumped from his stool and gripped the hilt of his sword that had lain at his feet."Teach me then!" he challenged the scowling soldier."Ottfried! Do not breach the peace of this house!"The sharp order came from the leader of the newcomers. The man called Ottfried hesitated but for a moment before he sheathed his sword again. It was only then that the leader noticed Joerg's size."My, you are a big lad, and fearless. What might be your name?" I am called Joerg Isebrand, Wulf.