She ventured further, closing the door behind her so that the catch scraped her naked bottom. She fumbled for the light switch and flicked it on brief...y, then off again. A small bed, a table with a washbasin. Fireplace. Junk to her right. Perhaps a phone. She was about to switch on the light when two rectangles of light traveled across the wall, followed by the sound of crunching gravel. Panic-stricken, she realised she could either run back downstairs or hide and hope the driver went straight. Dan had gained the upper hand and had got some information out of her before she could get out of there.Her master had displayed surprisingly little anger, but he had decided she should pay for her mistakes. So here she was now, mentally coerced into playing the role of a hooker. Fortunately early morning seemed to be a bad time for business and no one had picked her up despite her obvious charms."A bit early for you to be working, isn't it?" Said a voice behind her.Samantha turned to see a. I could tell from the shape and appearance of the bra underneath Jessica's sweater that she'd worn one that was far sexier and more bust-emphasizing than anything I'd ever seen her in before. I resisted the temptation to throw Jessica down then and there to fuck her and we went on out for a nice evening dinner and then we actually went to see a movie. When we finished there, Jessica invited me back to her hotel room for a little while. What was a "little while" turned into several hours of sexy. I would faint. I think you’ll find now we’ll get it laid on slowly and spread over a long time. If it’s any comfort I can tell you they won’t whip you nipples with that thing."Was there comfort anywhere? Dorinda cringed in her nudity. She longer for the whip to get it over, to pass through the agony over to the other side. But she longed, with equal ardour, that the whip not touch her at all. She felt no bitterness against Mark. He had told her she would be trashed if she touched the forbidden.