So I knew that this was my chance. I saved up some extra money because if I was driving an hour away, I wanted to enjoy myself. The club was a little...classier than I was used to. Instead of a taller stage, the stage was only a few inches off the ground, but it had railings alongside of it so that you could sit there and tip the girls. Inside the railings were mirrors lining the stage so that you could get a lot of different views as the girls danced. The girls would dance three songs on stage,. Then there was Emily whining about how all her clothes didn't fit her any more. Well, she was a growing child so what would you expect, but even Olive could see that in her ill-fitting clothes her daughter resembled some kind of fucking Turkmenistani in a Russian refugee camp. Olive, on the other hand, probably looked more like one of those nuclear fall-out victims in Jordan or Palestine. Only her wounds didn't come from some fucking big mushroom cloud.Olive lifted herself up onto her knees and. We finally got up and I showered quickly, washing my hair and braiding it back to look like the noblewoman I was supposed to be. I put on a dress, clasped on a cloak, and only kept Alistair waiting for a couple of minutes by the time I was done.“Ready?” he asked, reaching out to take my hand, weaving our fingers together.“As I’ll ever be.”Zevran and Aedan were waiting for us, and I picked at some breakfast listlessly while the three men talked about the shipwreck and the remaining survivors to. And another one. And another one. Meanwhile his thumb was still pumping my pussy while his index- and middle finger started rubbing my clit rapidly. Combined with the rhythmic spanking I quickly started to become undone, my body trying to undulate against his hands and at the same time trying to get away, sparks making their way from every corner in my body towards my pussy, only to explode in a flash a few seconds later, leaving me swearing, moaning and breathless. He spanked me one final time.