After a second, she tucked her shirt back in.“Excellent, now the third.”She looked around nervously, “Here?”“Why not?” Her face blanched s... I corrected myself, “Do you have somewhere you’d prefer to show it to me?”“Somewhere private if possible. My apartment is in four stops, or we could duck into a clothing store dressing room. Maybe a handicapped bathroom?”I was a little confused, I thought I was going to be told off. Or she would end the conversation rudely. Instead, she seemed nervous even. As I am standing there staring, you reach to grab the shampoo, so I seize the opportunity to press myself against you and place my hands on you.Startled, you immediately whip around with a weird look on your face until your eyes fall to mine. Your face turns from fright and shock to calm and understanding when you see it is just me that was reaching for you. I lean forward and give you a quick kiss and turn to leave. You stand stunned for a second but quickly pull me back in so that my back is. "No more, please, ooooww," she begged, herbreasts now red and painful, her nipples tender and beaten. She watched as Dr.Smith put down the whip and returned to his chair. "Would you like to suck these gentlemen's cock now, Rebecca? Ask themnicely and maybe I wouldn't have to whip you anymore today." Dr. Smith watchedas the three young men got up and walked over to Rebecca, their cocks alreadyout. "Please, may I suck your cocks and drink you cum," she begged, anythingwould be better than the. "I'm ... pleased to meet you," was all the housewife could manage, already overwhelmed by the presence of the other."Pleased? We shall see," came the enigmatic reply. Just the slightest tinge of fear swept over Catherine as she sensed the woman move deeper into the darkness. "Come near the candle. Let me see you." Couldn't we just turn on the lights?" All in good time. Humor me."Slowly Catherine moved to the table where the single flame flickered in the small air currents created as she.