I unlocked the cabinet, touched the canes, floggers, belts hanging there. I picked up the leather slipper, flexed it a little. It was my favourite toy... I loved the sound it made when it came into contact with a pert, rounded, backside. And the effect it had. I found myself gazing at the door to the flat upstairs. This could be an issue: the noise of any games would carry upstairs. Could make things difficult between us.The next day I was unpacking yet more boxes when a hesitant knock took me to. I sat on the front row and watched as the previews started and the lights turned down low. I had to use the restroom so I got up quickly and went to the restroom when I returned to the theater a janitor was placing a sign in front of the door that said closed I said to him I have a ticket and he said Go on in he was just getting ready for cleaning afterwards. I walked in and tried to look around but the room was to dark so I just sat back down on the front row. I felt my phone vibrate I. I could feel my clit erupt in pleasure as it quickly filled the rest of my body. My legs quivered and my spine felt weak with pleasure, so much so that I had to lie back with my face and ears just above the water. My nipples felt like a beautiful fire as I roughly groped at my breasts, milking as much pleasure I could with each grope. Each wave of ecstasy left my mouth in a gentle, breathless moan. The second orgasm was right behind it as the worm filled me up, pushing against my g-spot.. Do girls have more sensitive sniffers? Must be, I'd never smelt anything like this before, rank animal lust, sweat-soured bed clothes and musky, dirty, *guilty* girl. My God, I decided, I couldn't let anyone else come in and smell that, they'd instantly know what I had been doing!I panicked. Stupid, but being a kid is more than just lack of experience, even the brain isn't finished changing yet. Besides, I had had enough shocks in the last few subjective hours to push anyone over the edge,.