”I sighed and stood up. She smiled and eased back into the water. I walked over and stood next to the tub.Like the tub upstairs, the edge was narrow... Unlike the one upstairs, this tub looked big enough for two people to enjoy together. Olive wasn’t as tall as I was. She stretched out her shapely legs in the water. It was deep enough that she could almost swim in it.Don’t ask me why, but I imagined sitting in this tub with Olive. Our slick skin sliding along the others’ and certain parts feeling. Finally, the whipping was over. I'd been trained well not to make noises. Mistress Dolly and beforeher, Master Dolan had "learned" me to be a silent pain pig. Finally,I was thrown to my knees. I couldn't stand it any more. "Mistress Dolly, would you give me the Python! Please, oh please...I'vemissed it since this morning's worship ma'am! I promise to iron your dressesas soon as I get home. but please let me service the Python here on my worthlessknees in this office, ma'am!" I cringed as such. “Is that it?” Paul said reaching over me from behind and practically having me in the doggy position just with clothes on. As he reached over his raging boner pressed against my ass, he was getting horny over being on top of his student. I couldn’t help it, I became so wet myself. My pussy juices seeping out down my thighs and leaving a little wet patch on his jeans. I grabbed my phone off him from behind me and said nothing, I wasn’t sure whether to get up and move away or to stay right there. Sure, he was both anxious and nervous like she had said, he couldn’t and wouldn’t try to deny that, but Joanna believed it was born of embarrassment, humiliation and maybe even a little fear. After all, she was forcing her cross-dressing brother to dress up like herself and blow her hung girlfriend, something she herself refused to do because it was in her mind ‘icky’, so why wouldn’t he feel that way?What she didn’t know however was that his anxieties and nerves stemmed from something.