A sense of exhilaration filled her veins."So, what are you learning?" Debbie wanted to know."A lot of things," Jessie answered, "tap, modern jazz. Som... Latin stuff too."Her skirt slid one final, teasing inch to the top of her thighs. The hem was now quivering at the very edge of her panties. Jessie closed her eyes, inhaled deeply. Any moment now: she could almost feel the wind gathering strength at the tip of her underpants."What - you mean like SALSA?" Lisa inquired, eyes bulging."Yeah. We. In a swimsuit her swimmer’s shoulders were rounded and her biceps feminine yet developed. Especially on her right side where she served her hundred-mile-an-hour serves. The ones she commonly cleared the court with.I was kind of a sparring partner with her, tennis-wise. Perhaps a warm-up partner would be a better description. I was nowhere in her league, but every player needs someone to volley easily with. I was happy to do that with her.“Anyway, I think Rafael knew we weren’t really going. A group of guys came over to join us and to talk. Of course it didn’t take long before the conversation went back to my boyfriend fingering me. I told them that he had no idea because he was so drunk and wouldn’t even remember it. I inched my skirt up a little more, giving them a little bit better view as the conversation went purely sexual. I told them that I was a faithful girl that had never cheated, and had only been with other girls while my boyfriend watched. I told them that’s how I. Master tells me that They are in mood for some entertainment and that I should go to the cross in the corner. I gulp hard and walk over to the cross. I hear Master T walk over to me and chain me to the cross with my ass toward Them. Master hands Master T a flogger and says for Him to use it on me. I take a deep breath and the first strike hits my back. Ohh man does He has a heavy hand. Strike after strike they come over my back. I am panting and wiggling now. My back feels like fire as strike.