She by trade a plastic surgeon.Next in were Sandy with dark straight hair and hazel eyes and Mandy withdark very curly hair with blue eyes, two Hispan...c girls who looked a lotmore like sisters than friends. Mandy had been married to a drunkenloser, the dreamer who never got anywhere in life, whom she had don'tjust before a large family inheritance was received. Sandy on the otherhand, had come out of the closet early as a lesbian making no bones abouther choices in her life, and a fate would. She was wheatish by complexion, with a more-to-love body type. She wore a sleeveless ethnic top, tight black leggings and a really good body mist. But… But it was her ass that demanded the most attention. She had a voluptuous ass(I could have got lost in that thing). I had an instant hard-on with goosebumps simultaneously. While driving, initially she seemed very shy but as time passed she started to get comfortable around me as we started making small talk.There were instances where, with the. "A couple of final swats and James said."A good sub is always obedient. She must listen and obey. She is never to do more or less then her Master requires. Now remove that necklace and drop it to the floor."My hands fumbled in my haste to unclasp the cheap chain about my neck and my ass was swatted continuously while I worked. Finally the chin dropped and James said."Very good Marie. Now turn to me and lift your skirt."I'd easily slipped into my role. I'd made a mistake with the necklace but I. She just watched me work. I fished for my stove, lighting the small fire and setting it in front of her, on the quilted sleeping bag. She sat, trembling, while I took her gloves off and held her hands close to the fire. “Keep warm,” I told her, ducking out of the tent again. She shouted after me at last as I fastened the door shut and, shivering still, I headed for her tent. I returned a few minutes later, exhaling deeply and watching my breath rise around me as I rushed to close the tent once.