She was Just like a woman, full of cruelty. " Don't you even know how to curtsy, child?' she asked."By now my head had stopped spinning. 'I'm sorry,' ... begged. "Please don'thit me like that again," Listen to me, little sissy,' she said, lifting me on my tiptoes. 'Youwill speak only when spoken to, and you will address me as MistressDonna. Is that clear?" Y-yes, Mistress Donna," I stammered."You are going to be a good little slave girl, or I will beat you day andnight, is that clear, ' Donna. His strong Irish accent is a huge turn on, and the fact that we're rubbing against each other in a packed pub makes me even wetter.I can feel his strong hard on through his jeans as he whispers all the things he's going to do to my 18 year old pussy back at his place.I make my excuses to my friends as he slips through the door, me in toe. To his car where i pull his thick cock out of his flys. I take him in my mouth, stroking his throbbing head with the tip of my tongue, as he moans with. The dam broke and Kate was sobbing in my arms as I stroked her hair and kissed her head. This was what was bothering her. She hadn’t chosen one of us; she’d chosen each of us and all of us together. Now I understood. I’d done the same thing.“Kitten, I love Melody. I love Lissa. And I love you. And I love all three of you.”“Tony,” she said after her tears subsided. “Could I stay the night with you tonight, like we did last night? Only with all y’all?”I think I set a land speed record from the. . I'm British..." I stammer."Well you sure speak good English for a foreigner hun, it must a taken alotta spanks to teach you." She puts me in front of the Mirror. "Nowhave a look at yourself hun, then take the next door to get dressed..." Yeah, thanks..." I manage amazed at her ignorance, but all thoughts ofthat are gone as I look in the mirror...My hair has been conditioned and washed so it seems to glow, a longwaterfall of polished copper. My lips and eyelids are coated in afrosted pink, and.