Her chest was pressed tight against mine, and I was lightly caressing her inner thigh. When Linda shifted a bit and let her thighs open a little more,...I slipped my hand further up, and found her panties were warm, smooth, tight, and wet.“Linda, were you this wet the first night we met?”“Yesss. Just remembering that night has gotten me soaked” she whispered, then clamped her lips onto mine again.As she often does, Linda moaned into my mouth as my hands slipped up, then down into them. She was. " "Yes, Master." I paused for a moment, watching as she tensed and relaxed her ass cheeks in readiness for the paddle. The first slap fell on her left cheek. Slap! She jerked and threw her head back. She screamed."Y-i-i-oowch! Oh please, Master!" I noted a bright red paddle outline appearing where it struck her. "O..o..one Master," she finally said. SLAP! The second blow delivered to her right cheek with a similar resulting red outline. "Yeee-oowwwch!" she screeched. "Two! Master!" she said,. She knew it would get a lot of attention at the mall.She spotted him almost as soon as she entered the large shopping complex in the center of the city. She didn't know who he was, of course, but the lust and hunger showed clearly in his eyes as she walked by. She was an expert when it came to that look, oh yes.Poor old Jake. He was a mall regular, one of the guys who hung out there when he wasn't working odd jobs, watching the girls who paraded up and down in their skimpy summer outfits. They. The clerk heard them and offered some advice. She told themabout a seamstress she had used often in the past. The womancould do wonders, even creating unique and original designs onshort notice. The clerk suggested they take the dress along asa sample, and then return it later, after the seamstress hadused it as a model. They thanked the clerk, and then set off for the addressthey had been given. When they arrived, at an alleyway door onCapitol Hill, they were a bit nervous to say the.