A freezing cold, stinging cascade of water poured over my head, soaking me through instantly, so that the thin nylon clung to my body like a second sk...n. I dared not move, however, but was shivering uncontrollably when he turned off the jet. ‘Cold, are you?’ he asked. I nodded dumbly. ‘Hold the shower head, with both hands!’ he said, and I did as he ordered. He whisked from behind his back a leather cat o’ nine tails, and immediately started to lash me above my breasts and then across my. ” My aunt Jill was sitting on a bed. She looked a lot like mom except her hair was longer. She was looking at the camera as she whispered: “Something is finally going to happen tonight, but we’re going to start slow. I don’t want to push him. He’s really shy, so I didn’t tell him about the camera.” After this there was an edit in the video and the image changed.The room and the bed were the same, but no-one was visible at first. Something fell from off screen and was left hanging on the edge of. To them, I was one of the hoi polloi. Mind I was a little taken aback by the cost of hiring a bleeding diner jacket.Kathy picked me up from my house in a bloody Bentley, which turned out to be her father's company car, complete with his chauffeur behind the wheel. I got the feeling that she had decided that my old LR was the sort of vehicle she wouldn't want to turn up in at the Ball.God, Kathy looked like a bleeding debutante or something, whereas I looked and felt like a trussed up chicken.. Like a pilgrim, still on his knees, he slid across the floor until he was between my legs, his face just above my ass. The cool breath slid over the small of my back, charging my pussy, triggering spasms that opened and closed me. His fingers landed on my hips and the palm of his hands lay down across the soft flesh of my bottom. His thumbs pressed slowly into either side of my hole and he spread me open like an orange.“Nikki, you’re going to love this.”I purred to him and pushed back. Wet and.