A sort of guilty pleasure only she knew about and indulged in... until now. As she stepped out of the shower and removed the shower cap, that kept her...tresses completely dry, she heard a knock at the door. "Must be the postman." She thought to herself. This time, she grabbed her dressing gown and rushed to the door, making sure that the silk material hugged her naked form and covered her stunning body. She slowly unlocked and opened the door, peering her head through the gap. Just as she was. Not that I cared either way, I just wanted a distraction so I could sneak a look further down her body. My eyes caught just a hint of camel toe: enough of a hint for my fertile imagination to fill the gaps, as in my head I immediately slipped a finger down behind the material and into what I imagined would be a soft, slick, hairless groove.“Whatever. Are you gonna help me get out of here, or what?”I blinked back to reality again.“Sure. I can give you a leg up, if you want?” That would work very. "Robbie and Sarah looked at each other and thought of what might happen and what they're futures may hold. All of the sudden, the voice had a thought: "There may be one way to help you Sarah, although I've never tried it before." and before anybody could say anything, the entity coalesced into a figure. "Take my hand."As they did Robbie watched in awe as Sarah's body shifted and merged with the form of the entity. Then a voice filled the air around them. It was Sarah's voice. "Now you both have. As she explained what had happen I would say things like “you like being fucked that way don’t you bitch” or “tell me how much you loved cumming on his cock you whore”. I love hearing her admit what a slut she was. After she got through the story I told her she needed to be punished and I would spank her pussy with the crop. I told her I know she dripping wet right now and she better not cum with out my permission. I started teasing and spanking her wet cunt and verbally calling her dirty.