‘I…I mean…Nadia…’ ‘Shut up, you dirty little slut. Nothing you say will change the fact that you’ve wet your bed like a bad litle girl, ...nd you’ve been looking at filth on my PC like a dirty little girl and you have this,’ she swished the cane ‘for dealing with naughty little girls! Am I wrong?’ Fay tried to choke back a sob as she hung her head and fat tears started to roll down her cheeks. ‘No,’ she whispered. ‘So, you little trollop, what did you like most? You were looking at a lot of. "She's a baby," Erin answers. "What do you expect?"The blonde lowers her hands to your neck, then to your shoulders, probing and kneading your flesh through your clothes. Her look is one of sober appraisal, as though you're nothing more than what you appear to be, meat for the taking. She puts a hand under each breast, lifting and weighing them, then closes her long fingers around them to test their firmness and volume."These have promise," she comments to Erin. "Will you pierce her?" In time -. He then took off the handcuffs, and the gag but left the blindfold on me. He held me in his arms firmly and whispered. “Now I'm going to fuck you again but this time with no resistance from you and complete silence because there are going to be people watching and we don't want them to think that you resist the needs of me your top do we? Otherwise the consequences wouldn't be very good for you or that pretty little daddy cunt.” I lay there in silence without moving a muscle as he bred me. I went inside and had a few beers and made some chips and cheese. Nothing was on the dish so I tuned it to tropical breezes. Which made me think Margarita time? I took a quick shower to get the sunscreen off me, I dried off and made a margarita. I was on my side leafing through the pages of Kohl’s daydreaming about the clothes I could never afford. The margarita and the magazine soon had my head nodding. Somewhere in my head I thought I heard someone calling out but I was too tipsy and sl**py.