Ava looked back at the girls. They hadn't gotten past the doorway, their eyes as big as saucers. She waved them in, and they shuffled in slowly, stand...ng behind her."Stand here and here," she commanded, moving to the foot of the weightlifting bench and pointing to either side of it. The girls did as she said, as all her clients did when she used that tone. She had control back.She slid the riding crop up Adam's inner thigh, across his six pack abs, and then back down his other thigh. For an. “Never had one used on you?” It will be an experience you will never forget. But I have something else to show you; a special table. Yes, that’s it. The strong, sturdy oak bench covered in padded black leather. Come on lie down on it; it will be cold at first but you will soon get used to it. “What are those ropes and pulleys you can see coming down from the ceiling?” You ask yourself. You will soon find out; you will soon start to realise what it’s all about when I take the first of the. Yet he doesn’t push in, and I’m panting softly with nerves, rolling my eyes to try and look at him. ‘Sir…’ I begin, unsure of how pathetic I’m about to sound. ‘Da?’ he purrs, easing his grip on my hair a little before tightening it again. There’s amusement in his tone, as if he could do this all night, and that only makes my blush deepen hotly. ‘Please, Sir.’ His lips purse, and he shakes his head. ‘Nyet. Say it properly, Emelia. You will recall how.’ I wrinkle my nose and close my glowing. Since it was getting cooler and we were getting hotter, we headed back to my room and had a quick glass of brandy. Reslie used the shower first, and I went in to give her another towel. I could see her outline behind the glass partition. I teased her and said I would join her. She protested, at first, but then I slid the partition back and looked. “You look so beautiful and sexy, Reslie. I’ll come in and give you a soapy massage.” She had her back to me but turned her head a bit to meet.