“My turn.” Violet turned in my embrace and took a squeeze of the soap, reaching up to stroke it over my shoulders and down my arms, circling her h...nds on my chest until I was covered in foam.“I absolutely love your body.” Her voice was quiet under the rushing water. “I always have.”“Thank you,” I smiled. “As I do yours.” I twisted my hips as Vi washed along my spine before turning back to face her.“Jesus.” Violet’s eyes flicked down to where I had brushed her hip. “Does that thing ever go. She told me, to bad, you took to long. Then I feel her holding a handful of ice on my cock as she must have thought it would cool me down. When she is done with the ice, I hear her at the table again. I try to remember what is left on the table that she could use on me, when I feel her pressing something into my bound hand. Cathy then tells me that I can cut myself loose after she has left. I must leave my balls tied up and the weights stay on, the cock ring stays on also. But as soon as I. And you better do a damn good job, if not I'll confirm the rumors and spread one that you are afraid of pussy. Plus I'll tell Mr. Johnson you don't want to pull your fair share of the work load. Now come here and lick this pussy.' Shocked, I froze for a second or two. Cheryl looked at me and started to lower her skirt. I crawled to her and buried my face into her crotch, she demanded 'stick your tongue out and lick my slit like a dog.' As my tongue touched her outer cunt lips, Cheryl shook. She had answered the door as instructed, only wearing her dressing gown, with collar on as tight as it went, clamps attached to both nipples, her large vibrating egg inserted inside her and black beads half inserted to look like a tail. They both went straight to her room to start the punishment for the weekend. As soon as they got to her room he instructed her to take off her dressing gown and get on to her hands and knees. This was how she was to be all weekend. She must crawl like a dog. He.