I found out that the sensation of cold alone wouldn't trigger an orgasm, but if I used the ice dildo for a while and then switched it for a regular on..., the second dildo would seem to be extremely warm in comparison, even warmer than a man's cock. As the numbness of my vaginal walls subsided, the relative warmth and motion of the second dildo would never fail to produce a climax.At first, was afraid that the Cocksicle would freeze my vagina and maybe even stick; the stories of children who. They all relaxed, talking into the night on Linda´s bed just off of the playroom. That is where they all woke up the next day.The medical exam.Linda was first to wake up. Her thoughts drifted to the night before and she smiled, while she slipped on her robe to go check on the slave. He was still sleeping and his leg was still tethered to the pole on the bed. He stirred as Linda stood watching him. Rolling over on his side, he looked up at her and asked for a shower. Linda told him he would get. She was pleased to see Miranda’s room the way it always was, with posters and cd cases all over the place. There were a lot of framed pictures with Lizzie and Miranda on them. Lizzie just smiled. ‘Are you going to change or what?’ Miranda plopped down on her bed and zipped Lizzie’s bag open. Lizzie took her pajamas out and waited for Miranda to leave. Realizing that she wouldn’t, she just started to change in front of her. First, Lizzie slid off her green peasant top and blue jeans, revealing. She can almost feel the taste of the whip without it even touching her. Her heart pounds even harder. ?I said hold still! Don’t move or I’ll bury an extra stroke or two right up your cunt instead of fucking it!? Right now!? He threatens as he curls the whip in his right fist, flicks it around, slides the rear of its thick leather handle once again between her quivering legs. This time he thrusts it harshly past the puffy folds of her glistening vulva, buries it four, five.