In short I thought she was a walking wet dream, an orgasm on legs, a fantasy to be masturbated over in my lonely bed when I could pretend that my fing...rs were her tongue and I'd wake up in the morning, still wrapped in her arms!"Andrea?"I snapped back to reality and grinned sheepishly at her,"Sorry Miss Howard, I was away somewhere else for a moment" Well wherever it was, I think I'd have liked to be with you" she laughed and I had to bite my lip to stop myself from telling her, that I'd been. My cubicle door slowly opened and I saw Master's familiar face. He turned me slightly then pulled an open gag tight around my head which held my mouth open in an O with a ring in the centre. Master had used this before on me and I knew he was expecting oral sex. With the gag in place there would be no choice he could enter my mouth as he wished. He pulled me back out into the centre of the room, I could see two guys wanking each other and a much older guy was playing with himself while watching. She licks my welts, but it is my cunt that moistens and contracts. I breathe deeply, rocking back and forth as Her tongue moves lower and lower, touching every raised red line on my skin, bringing Her healing kiss to my sore flesh. It feels exquisite, but then it is a gift from my beloved Salome unto me. Each welt She tongues, slowly and carefully. Gently the ointment is rubbed into my wounds; I am cooing on the bed, my nipples swollen, my cunt now shiny wet with fresh juice. And then Salome. "Thank you, ma'am," Richard breathed as he put his hands to his thrashed arse cheeks.Margaret herself was red-faced, partly because of her physical efforts and partly because of her sexual arousal which had caused her knickers to become extremely wet. She thought that Richard probably needed some post caning time before being able to indulge in fucking so that could wait until bedtime but she decided that she should do something about his current erection."We will fuck later but I will now ease.