She smiled into the mirror and lickedher lips making her lipstick shine, ?This Bitch means business"With that comment on her lips the honk of the Taxi...below signally time toleave. She grabbed her shoes deciding to put them on in the car on the way, shewas ready.Climbing out of the taxi she rearranged her skirt and looked around for herfriends, they were nowhere to be seen but she was early so she waited. A slight smile crossed her lips as she remembered the taxi drive, she hadthought that they. So I had began to touch myself, making the fire burn so hotly that my female anatomy began to contract in delicious rhythm, giving me relief from my discomfort.I had done it every time since then, and it looked as if before I began preparing myself to see Harrison, I would have to do it now as well.I made my way to the door, making sure that it was securely locked. I then went to my four poster bed and drew the curtains shut, obscuring me from the outside and shrouding myself in a privacy. Donna was wearing a thin almost transparent tan colored bathing suit. Her skin was tanned almost as dark as the suit, so that from a distance it looked like she was wearing absolutely nothing at all. This erotic effect was accentuated greatly by her prolific sweating, which glued the thin fabric tightly to her ample - dare say giant - breasts. Then, as she jostled the boy in her arms, the breasts did too, more so. All together. the poor illiterate fishermen must have thought her a vision from. No longer a male...yet not quitea woman...you will obey and you will serve," he exclaimed as hecontinued to spank her.Malika was soon sobbing as he beat her."Stand up," he ordered.Malika did as she was told. She wiped away the tears that were rollingdown her face."I hope that is that last time I will have to do that...but you mustunderstand your role in life...you are weak and submissive...wonderfultraits for a woman. Now, go clean yourself up," he ordered.Malika nodded weakly as she retreated.