The Party at the Club house!We were finally arriving at the party I'd been warned about. To raise money for the charity she was helping, my girlfriend...had agreed to show some style for a night. The club members had demanded she wear a short leather mini skirt with thong panties underneath, and her soft beige boots. She wore a fishnet top with just black tape in X shapes to cover her nipples. She had made me help her dress, helping her put on her slave collar with studs in, and teased me, asking. "But it was good to make you happy." At that shehugged me and I embraced her in return. Her body was taut and vibrantand hot against my skin. I needed to give her something back.I broke the hug, looked back into Tisha's eyes and smiled. "Let merepay the favor," I asked her, diving a hand down between her legs.There I felt the petals of her lips and, gently slipping a finger in, Imade it glide upward to hunt out her clitoris.Now it was Tisha's turn to gasp and tense in the embrace of the wateras. Irene raced into the guard room bathroom and climbed up on the toilet to get a look out the high window slit. She was back in a moment."Long building by the guard tower, the one with trucks parked by it. There's a loading dock on this end."Kine looked like he was getting a very bad feeling about this. Lessa knew she was. He looked up at Irene, her expression mirroring his."How many kids there? How many guards?" Probably... 20-30 new kids? It's one big cell in there, not like here." The boy was. She'd been missing from that train for hours.He looked back up at her face. Her cheeks were pink now, though her breathing had slowed since he stopped stroking her clitoris. He moved up to her shoulder and, stared at her. Yes, her color was much better now. He had done enough. He started, intentionally, to turn aside but, unable to resist the temptation, bent over to suck one of her nipples into his mouth. He nursed on it, feeling its rubbery length in his mouth, and playing with it with his.