Your cock strains upwards, seeking out his entrance as I pull and tug on my nipples, lower my head, flick out my tongue and circle my nipples, one at ... time.Your hand slides down between my breasts, over the gentle curve of my stomach, and slips between the vee of my thighs. You brush a fingertip over my wet clit and slide behind it towards my soaked opening. You push in three fingers and rotate them within me. I grind against your fingers for several moments then tenderly remove your hand and. I won’t let you fall. Are you enjoying?”I nodded. Then Dave let go of me. I heard him tell Marie, “The paddle is her favorite. She won’t disappoint us.” There was such pride in his voice. Like I was a prized possession. It was disturbingly erotic!Marie said, “Your Master says you enjoy the paddle. That it makes you so aroused that you beg to be fucked and agree to almost anything to get a cock in your pussy. I look forward to watching you turn from an obedient slave into a wanton slut, begging. It is not the moment for that, and she knows it. It is only afterwards, after her punishment, that his fingers will venture between her legs and give her the relief she so desperately craves. He is irritated with this small rebellion on her part. She does this every week, even though she knows that the pain must come before the pleasure.His hand stops, resting on the middle of her left bottom-cheek."Are you ready?"She nods.With her signal he raises his hand and delivers a sharp SLAP! to her. "No," Wolfgang said and then he laughed at the look on my face."Heh!" Sofia shook her head. "So if you were an anti-terrorism guy in Bonn, and Eva was a vice cop in Berlin ... How did you guys hook up?" Hook up?" Eva looked confused."Meet," Sofia said. "How did you and Wolfgang meet each other?" Our father," Wolfgang said and that made us blink."Eva is really your sister?" I asked, looking between the two of them."My half-sister," Wolfgang said, smiling at the girl. "My father spent a lot of.