"What now?" said Clegg as the cab sped down the Boulevard Hausmann and on down to the Place De l'Etoile."I'm meeting a very good friend for dinner," S...ndy smiled."And how does that help?" You haven't asked me who the friend is," she said."All right," said Freddie, humouring her. "Who are you having dinner with?" My new friend, Anna," she said with a laugh. "We got on famously. Girls chatting about fashion; the problems of shopping with men in tow; you know the sort of thing."Freddie knew. Jed and his went to one room, me and mine another. She could speak quite good English, and she made it clear she’d only fuck or oral with a condom. Well, I didn’t have one, and she’d run out. She said she’d give me the most erotic evening but no physical sex for $50. Alright, I said. She told me to take all my clothes off, and then she went to the little bathroom and put the bathmat on the floor across the door. She told me to come and sit on the edge of the bath. And then she began to take. Buffy is wearing her mistress uniform: a short, tight black dress, black stockings, and black high heels. The outfit does not include any underwear. Buffy is mercilessly beating Dawn's ass with a riding crop, only occasionally pausing to admire her work and to "massage" Dawn's red buttocks.Dawn: Ouch! Ouch!! My butt! I wish I were a masochist.. Still, Buffy wearing that outfit, and touching my butt like that, is certainly not making me any less horny..## Scene 3The cellar of the Summers. “No Master, please don’t ask me to do this. I want to stay like this for you. I like who I’ve become.”“Kristen, I’ve thought long and hard about this. I want to free you to find out what you really think about this. You need to be first.”She had that look I’ve seen since the first days where a more complicated instruction would cause them to look like they were preoccupied until they accepted it. It went on for a few seconds and then she answered, “Of course Master, as you wish.”Amy started.