She had left the door latch wedged between the door and the doorframe so that I could walk right in. My eyes immediately scanned the room, she was now...ere in sight. Closing the door behind me I heard her voice from the hallway, "wait for me". Ashley was walking down the hallway with an ice bucket in tow. She apparently wasn't concerned about her attire…a form fitting, shiny silver dress that barely covered her body. Her heels were tall and lead up to her bare legs. Walking pass me she kissed my. ‘Take off your clothes. I want to see happened to you.’ Reluctantly Amy peeled off her clothes. At least she no longer needed to worry about getting the temporary tattoos off before Suzanne saw them… ‘Turn around.’ Sadly Amy turned around. Fourteen dark red stripes, seven on each side, marked her bottom. She would have them for at least several days, possibly a week. Suzanne was infuriated. This would cause her to have to cancel the photo shoot she had planned for the following weekend. ‘You’re. They stood her up, undid the buttons on her skirt and let the garment fall to the floor around her high heels. God this was exciting. My penis was rock hard and I didn’t have that on my own. “Horse” looked like he might burst through the front of his trousers.The slut’s cami was the next to go and she was down to panties, bra and stockings. A deep flush extended down to her breasts and when they unhooked her bra releasing those delicious tits, her nipples were jutting out hard and proud.She had. On Wednesday, he'd demanded she wear nothing at all and then spent the entire day outside, letting him fuck her anywhere and any way he wanted. She lost track of where she knelt, lied, leaned, crouched, and the number of times he covered her or filled her with his cum. He also forbade her from coming, but edged her relentlessly. Marissa was a mess when he left, but he'd said she could go make herself come, so she'd taken a long, hot shower and used nearly every toy she had to elicit a whopping.