Our tongues tangled and I felt her hot breath in my mouth as she panted slightly before breaking off the deep snog.I stared wide-eyed at her and almos... gasped at what she said next. "I told Dave about you. I can't stop thinking about what it would be like to fuck you, so I told him. He's seen your photos online and reckons you'd be ideal for a session with the two of us some time."I was stunned, but my mind raced and my stiff cock pulsing in my pants made my true feelings clear.I'd told Sarah. .. Yes... that looks like afriend of mine from high school, Gina Miller." Are you aware that Gina?s parents declared her a missing person tenyears ago?"Addy squirmed slightly then, but I suspected only I noticed. "I wasn?taware they had filed that, no?" Are you aware that the last time she was seen by her parents was whenshe left to go to work at your family?s company on a day in Decemberten years ago?" No, I haven?t spoken to her parents since high school?" Did you know she had a job at. I opened my stance, and everted my shirt off and onto the pile of clothes she had formed in the corner of the kitchen. Ashley smiled up at me, and, holding my gaze, descended down my length, and slowly retreated. “Hmmm,” she observed, “Somebody looks like he is eager to enjoy the pleasures that await him! A girl sure likes to be appreciated!”Again my tool sank into the oily furnace of her mouth, again she retreated, sucking all the way. She engulfed me, tongue swirling about my length, and I. She carried a whip. Its tail slid behind her across the arena, flicking into life, like a snake, with each twist of her wrist. She took up her place in the centre of the arena, the whip still moving, flicking up little clouds of sawdust as the men paraded around the edge of the arena. They were equally fetishistically attired wearing leather harnesses over their naked bodies, wrist and ankle cuffs, and small leather pouches over their genitals, together with their status-defining leather hoods.