The subject of the conversation changed away from sex, but even so, it didn't take long before I had to stop frigging myself. After the third time, Jo... told me to bent over the back of the sofa and spread my legs. Vicky went for the cane, and the tawse. They took it in turns to give me 6 strokes each. Vicky had the tawse, and she didn't put the same conviction into it as Jon. I was starting to get worked up again, and managed to avoid screaming out. I was crying by then, but I still wanted. Usually I wear the plaid skirt but this one was like a very short party dress. It was emerald green, low cut back, boat neck front, bell sleeves and it came to just above my pussy, really short. She told me that when they started the luncheon she wanted two carafes half full of pee or one full one, she didn't care which. Then she wanted me to be able to provide refills at least twice during the luncheon, she thought the ladies would like the "little show".I did what I was supposed to, I. I wasn't sure what to do for a minute orso and then I walked over to Matt, said: "Well, since I'm all dressedup, why not take me out for a drink," and I kissed him lightly on thecheek - just a peck really - not a real kiss - guys don't do that kindof thing to each other. Man, I thought he was going to cum in his jeansbut he went to his room and grabbed his jacket, I put on my jacket, andwe headed out to a bar.As we were walking to the bar, I looked over at Matt and said, "Youknow, I think you'd. As they looked away, he caught one last glimpse of her ice-blue eyes, and the strangest thought came to him. ‘You’ve never had a muse…’ an alien voice whispered to him from somewhere inside of his mind. The words struck him, left him sitting there staring blankly for a moment or two, before he closed his eyes and shook himself, as if waking from a dream. A brilliant flash of light bloomed from the darkness, lightning dancing across the sky followed by the familiar pattering of raindrops. They.