Rubbing them gently with my fingertips, closer and closer to the edge of her panties, teasing her and making her want the release more than anything. ... finally removed her fingers from my hair and dropped to my knees, putting my face level with her panty-covered slit. I reached up and dragged the material slowly down her hips, pulling it in a way that ensured the soft fabric was rubbing against delicate flesh. When the underwear was off and on the floor beside me, her bare, slick pussy directly. The whip found it’s way between my legs and I screamed as the whip lashed and licked at my exposed pussy.New fear gripped me as I felt my pussy lips being mercifully pulled apart and then the stinging pain of a needle piercing my cunt lips. I heard wretched laughter behind me as yet another needle pierced my pussy lip. A chained rod clamped my cunt lip and was let to hang free and painfully pull at my pussy. I looked down and I could see blood and piss running on the floor. Tears of pain and. "Strip". Just one word, no small talk, no introductory formalities. So I stripped. I wasted no time in folding my clothes, and in truth underneath my skirt and blouse I was wearing very little. When I was naked, he spun his fingers, and as if I was connected to them, I turned slowly round to fully display myself. He studied me carefully as if I were a painting or piece of property he was considering purchasing, The next stage was spreading my legs as widely as I could. Fortunately, that was. Let me ask you all this - how many of you have been naked in a mixed-sex situation that did NOT involve sex?”As I expected, those who had been in the sauna with us raised our hands, plus a couple others, but it was less than half.“Job, you didn’t raise your hand. Why?”“I, uh, never had the opportunity.”“And why do you think that might be?”He slowly smiled, “Because I only equate being naked with sex.”“Very good,” Patricia said with a soft smile, then she looked at me and winked. “And how many.