When I walked into the living room I noticed a set of lingerie lying upon the coffee table along with some various toys and sundries. Tracey sat in a ...az-E-Boy recliner nearby, Polaroid in hand, an obvious look of enjoyment on his face. I looked to Gunther, obviously awaiting further instructions. “Strip Bitch!” he ordered.Reluctantly, I complied. Stripping off my Jacket, then my skirt and panties, fish net bodyhose and corset. It was the last that I was most reluctant to take of as I felt it. It never meant as much as it did tonight. Michelle just let herself get caught up in it and went wherever it was taking her.Bob had made his way between her legs and was eating her pussy with, what seemed, much more passion than before. His tongue just felt amazing working her cunt the way he did. It seemed to be everywhere. It was licking around her labia and then it was in her love canal. He seemed to drink all of the juices from inside her as if it was the wine that she had deprived him. .. the quivering male having his mind taken swiftly from the pulsing pain of his glowering weals as the sneering Executrix slapped his face hard, several times, his cock wagging erect with the pleasure of being humiliated further, as the crowd of women voiced their raucous approval of the spiteful act.“There! Now you’ve felt the hand of the woman who’ll hang you ... and God knows I’ve seen just how much you warrant every last moment of the slow and lingering death I’ll award you!” Her vicious. Soon I first took off her shirt and then mine and was fondling her breasts from above her white bra. Off course all this was simply turning the heat on. I then mustered courage to take off her bra and complementing on her lawn tennis balls, to which she gave a smile. I then started playing with and sucking on the delicacies and kept shifting my focus between fondling her breasts and kissing her face etc. Since she was also getting turned on, I started to rub her clit area from above her jeans.