.. it was her. But I knew better. I ignored what I felt must have been my imagination and was soon back to sleep. Then I heard your muffled sobs and r...alized you had crawled into bed with me. I turned to face you and you told me you needed comforted...you needed held. My mind was really fucking with me now. You were 'all grown up' in the most physical of terms. You scooted over next to me and snuggled up under my arm. I held you close and dried your tears with my fingers and brushed the hair. The "Oh" response came simultaneous with a little dance as he began to wave his hand in the air as if it were a butterfly fluttering in the wind. "Get back on that spot" bellowed Mistress. "What was the number?" "Four" he whispered, still blowing on his hand trying to alleviate the pain "It was not, it was three" she retorted "Alright three" said the slave "Three what?" she bellowed "Three, thank you Mistress" came the answer. "Legs apart, hand out!" the discipline was not about to stop. He was. Lying down naked on the conjugal bed, eyes closed, her head tilted back, Julie was gently pushing into herself a pink object that looked like a toy but was also a medical tool. It was a Kegel exerciser destined to firm up the pelvic muscles, with the help of a low voltage electrical current. It could also provide intense pleasure, because of its capacity to vibrate and to stimulate the clitoris with a soft spur. Bruno had offered this therapeutic toy to Julie, because she wanted to tone her. "The ordinarily calm, cool, and collected officer seemed a little out of his depth flanked by two beautiful females whose body language said only one thing."Fuck me!"Still, he was not one to shirk from duty no matter how pleasant. His muscular hip was now firmly pressed against Sandra's hot body and his trousers tented with the familiar look of a male ready for action. Instead of sitting next to Major Hardman, Shemba elected to fold down onto the fluffy white carpet and look up at him with the.