I looked over my shoulder. Lily swayed in the soft light. Alone. The phone whirred in my hand. I thumbed the button which stilled it. I put the phone ...n the hall cupboard and walked toward the kitchen. ‘Hello,’ I said, putting my arms around her loosely. She froze in my embrace. ‘Don’t stop,’ I said. ‘What?’ she said. ‘Don’t stop dancing.’ I felt her smile through the warmth and ease of her body. I felt her hips move slowly to the music once again. I felt the rustle of her skirt against my. She'd been waiting all of her life and she didn't want to be too bold. They'd all think she'd been lying about her lack of experience. After all, there hadn't been a maidenhead or any blood.Phil lived in a large apartment building, but Stacy found out later there were stables at the back of the property. When Phil parked, Stacy told the rest to go on and get out of the car. They got out without asking any questions and Stacy wiped and blotted her wet pussy the best she could. She made a little. It provided a nice warming sensation tothe wearer, but burned the wearer's victim. It was also very thick. It wasdesigned to inflict pain. Mistress said it was so she didn't have to wearherself out spanking my ass. I was tossed onto the bed, and my arms werebent in half, each wrist tied to its shoulder. The same was done to mylegs, tying each ankle to its thigh. "Mistress, please, not here" I softlypleaded with her."I guess you'll just have to be quiet, won't you?" she laughed, as shebuckled a. Nate looked around the room and didn't find anything of use. He sat on the bed, somewhat obsessed and quite exasperated.Nate went into the bathroom, dampened a washcloth with cold water and washed his face. He looked in the mirror and asked his reflection, "It's a dresser drawer, why are you getting so worked up over it?" He thought about it as he finished washing his face."Maybe it's time for a real break. I've got the money and I've got the time." He put down the washcloth, grabbed a dry one.