I put my whip down and took hold of my cane. I couldn't resist touching the sore weals on his buttocks,as I touched he shivered and I realised that it...was cold in the dungeon and him being completely naked,I ran my hand over his bare back and buttocks. I stood in front of him and showed him the cane,he still refused to confess his sinful,errant ways. I took up a position behind him ,took careful aim with my cane and then brought my cane down on his very sore buttocks. It only took three stokes. I put some music on and grabbed a drink and sat there waiting for a text from Amit. Part of me wanted to back out and jump in the car but I thought £250 for a quick dance seemed easy money. I waited and waited and still no text and it was now 1 am. I started to think the whole thing was a hoax or that Amit had told Hasan what was waiting for him and he wasn’t keen. I was thinking about packing up and going home when I got a text, “30 minutes, be ready”. A mixture of excitement and anxiety came. Her fingers had removed my bra by this stage and had returned to caress my globes. I could feel my nipples stiffening, hardening, wanting her touch. Her fingers, her mouth, her tongue… god, even her teeth.She grinned at me as she moved her head lower, as if reading my mind. Her tongue traced lazy circles, ever-decreasing circles spiralling in on my left nipple. Her fingers gripping the boob, her other hand dropping to unzip my skirt.There was something decadently erotic about this fully clothed. ?Abigail started to cry. No sniffles, chokes, or sobs, just a few tears trickling down her happy face. The doctor turned and went to a nearby cupboard where he found a powerful vibrator. He placed it up against Abigail’s engorged clitoris and turned it on full blast. The actresses moaned with delight and terror.?You’ll find that sometimes you won’t be able to say what you want to say. Other times, like in normal conversation, you’ll just find yourself unable to say anything intelligent, but.