Small rings were attached to my nipples.Isabella dared me to pierce my nipples. What else we did yesterday?I removed my shirt in a hurry and watched t...e rest of my body in amirror. She was talking about getting our lower backs tattoostogether, but thanks God there was nothing. Probably the tattoo guyrefused to ink us seeing that we were drunk.Somebody knocked on my door and before I was able to react Andrey comein. I covered my breasts with my hands hoping I was quick enough andhe didn't saw. Each orgasm seemed to be stronger than the one before. I cried out, then lost consciousness.When I woke, I was still on Mistress’ lap. I felt weak, and was drenched in sweat.“Was it good?” she asked me.I nodded emphatically, “So good! Best sex of my life.”She started up again, slowly stroking my slit.“i don’t think I can come again,” I moaned.“It is not your job to think. It is your job to do exactly as I tell you. And right now I want to you to come again.”The second time I came much quicker.. She stopped, her breath coming in great rasping gulps. Obviously, if pursuit started, they would assume she would head to the left toward the city lights some five or six miles away. Although her escape had been successful up to this point, she really didn't believe that she had another hour--and it would take that long to reach the city. Besides, the eastern horizon was already becoming a dirty gray color as the sun raced toward a Florida dawn. It would be light in another twenty or thirty. I looked past the curtains and it seemed like a late afternoon. There were four girls on bed with me, all soundly asleep. Suddenly, I recognized those little guys inside my head trying to get my attention with something like 'took you long enough.' I ignored them, donned my robe, and walked downstairs to get something to eat. I took a quick look to the other bedrooms and surprisingly all the girls - or women - seemed to be asleep. Whatever. I ate some fruits and some grilled chicken down there.