When the water cooled off I got up rinsing the suds off wrapping myself in a huge towel I walked back into my room. I could see that I would have to m...ke the bed if I was to get any sleep that was for sure. It looked like a hurricane had hit it, with sheets on the floor and pillows thrown all around the room. Hell I don't remember how it got so messed up but it sure did feel good doing it. My legs still felt like rubber from the fucking Harry had give me and he coming back tomorrow to do it. While you are slowing your breathing I unbutton your shirt, sliding it down your arms as my lips follow the material. Next I will take off your jeans, toying with the waistband, then with one powerful tug I send them to puddle around your ankles. Then I would lay you down on that ugly flowered couch in my front room to finish pulling off your pants, after each leg comes free I will suck on your toes and lick across your instep. Kissing my way back up to your mouth I stop only briefly to run my. "OK," said Julie, deliberately drawing out the anticipation, "but before I tell the story, there are some rules to which you must agree." Michelle eagerly nodded her head in response. Julie went on, “first, you don’t breath a word to anyone who is not named in the story." “Cross my heart,” Michelle quickly replied, tracing an “X” over her left breast, her nipples clearly visible through her thin top. “Second,” Julie said, and paused dramatically, watching Michelle’s excitement and. I didn’t mean to be disobedient. I didn’t mean to be a brat Sir…pleazzze…no whip Sir, anything but the whip on my pussy. Anyth…UMMMAA”Her pleading speech cut off suddenly as he jammed the handle of his most dreaded short leather pleated whip in between her teeth and lips.“Okay you protesting little bitch. I won’t whip your tender pussy….yet!” he barked into her shocked face. “But the moment you drop this whip, is the moment I take it and whip your thighs and cunt so fucking hard you won’t stop.