“Yes, that was very nice, honey.” She sat down on her knees next to her slave and kissed her softly on the lips. “Now are you ready for me to fu...k you?”“Yes, Mistress,” the captive nodded happily.The dominatrix gradually moved kisses down the girl’s abused chest and stomach before reaching her hot, wet pussy. She licked along the submissive’s pussy lips and felt her shudder in excitement as the woman’s tongue grazed lightly over her clit.Katie began moaning in pleasure as her mistress’ tongue. Another glance, and I saw blood trickling down that expanse of her belly that I could see, between his knees. The next instant removed all doubt of what was happening. He drew back his arm, and delivered a slap, knocking her into my field of view. She was naked, and I saw where that trickle of blood originated. He had cut her lip, evidently with a previous blow, and I could see that she was bound.Annie fell over onto her side, and before this dickhead reached to pick her up, I could see the. Afterward, I put on my oldest and shortest pair of jogging shorts (no underwear) and a T-shirt and then headed out to the library.I met Melinda and we had our help session, with the two of us sitting in a study room on the same side of the table. The room was small, but private enough, though it did have a glass window on the door. Since it was fairly early on a Saturday morning, the library was pretty empty.As I was going over Melinda's comparison/contrast composition on two mythology stories,. Calling for mom she rolled my hair in the curlers according tosome plan she had, and after a cap was put on my hair she told me to getdressed. After I pulled on a pair of my new panties, which were pinkand very snug, and the padded pantybrief, I reached for the pantyhose.Now, anyone who has worn pantyhose knows the visceral excitement ofnylon against smooth skin and the magnificent thrill it gives you, and Iwas no different. I had duck bumps as I pulled them on, watching as theychanged my.