. ok, not-so-smooth motion, you are lying beneath me. I give a smile. "Smooth," you joke. "Thanks, " I say with a flip of my hair to get it out of m... face. "I will make it up to you," I whisper. I start slow, but I don’t stay slow for long. I move faster, but what seems a bit new to you is me holding your hips and moving you with me. We move in slight circles, and the rhythm and depth is unbelievable. We bring each other to orgasm maybe not right at the same time, but close enough. We lay in. Some Sam liked and some he did not. He only purchased what hethought Nikki looked good in. They stopped for lunch at a private club,and Nikki was careful to order a salad and hot tea which she sweetenedwith artificial sugar. Sam was amazed. Nikki was every inch the lady. With each purchase arrangements were made to ship them to Sam's condo.While Nikki was cute with short hair, Sam wanted him to have longerhair, so they went to a hair specialist where human hair wigs were triedon. Long. The whole affair had more or less the atmosphere of a private party. Most of the invited were women of leisure who enjoyed this sort of gala affair. That evening she was wearing a very elegant ensemble, she projected the picture of an exquisitely coiffed and extravagantly dressed lady about to enter an elegant nightclub, pausing for a moment in front of a mirror to check her appearance before making her great entrance at the arm of her escort: High fashion sex . They had invited a lot of male. "Marilyn, take hold of her for the last two strokes." Marilyn moved to stand in front of Penelope and grabbed her by the shoulders for more support. She felt sorry for her slave sister. She knew that it was harder for her to take the pain Master dealt. She had not yet learned to process it properly.Sidney ran his hand across the welts that were already forming on Marilyn's bright red ass and she shivered under his touch. He took a step back and swung the cane with more force than the last.