She kissed me deeply and I could taste the remnants of dad and Janice on her tongue. ‘Thanks, I needed that,’ she whispered. ‘Lets catch a beer ...n the way and go to my room and take a bath together. I’ll make you all squeaky clean so you can sleep better.’ ‘I could sleep naked in the mud right now, and not know the difference,’ I replied. As I turned to head into the den, she whacked me on the butt with the leather paddle. I turned and looked into her eyes and said, ‘That’s gonna cost ya,. . But everybody call me Kate! I'm a Danish girl living in Sweden. My friends call me "Nymph" because of my always present desire for sex... They're honest about it, and so am I.Now I've wanted to share some of my experiences for awhile - so here's my most recent story from my vacation in Alicante, Spain!With my two best friends, Laura and Martin. We decided to go on a one week vacation in the sunny Alicante. We arrived at our Hotel and began unpacking our stuff. They had booked a two bedroom's. I adored this side of her; the side that showed true love for me. "Get dressed, love. It's time for work. And no I will not punish you for touching that nice little pussy of yours... That would be giving you what you wanted, wouldn't it, slave," Mistress purred, her blue eyes melting my very soul. "What would you like me to wear, Mistress?" I dared to run my fingers down her cheek absentmindedly. "Hm I'm thinking you should wear that black and red corset... I acquired for you last week.... ’ A voice said behind Jennifer. She looked up from her reading to see the woman from the video. Slave Monica. ‘Monica, I know you won, Doug told me about it.’ Bill said. Jennifer looked at Monica, and saw she was a little taller than herself, perhaps a couple inches short of six foot. Beautiful dark skin, about the color of Coffee with cream, and shoulder length black hair glistening in the light. Her muscles rippled under her skin, and she wore common street clothing of slacks and a blouse..