I wanted a bit of fun so I turned over and undid my bikini top and spead my legs a bit. Marc must have taken that as a cue so he took a small bucket o... cold water and threw at me.It made me jump up and i turned around in surprise but Rick had the nicer surprise as my top stayed behing and was q foot away from him and my tits fully in his view. Nice he said, I blushed but didn't cover up. I dried myself a bit and said well since you saw them then you won't mind if I just stay that way so i don't. “Yes, yes, sluts! I deserve it! Keep going!” Diane ordered. I rose and took their whips, “I’ll do the last few stripes myself. Are you ready for a man, my $800 whore?” “Yes, do me Stuart! Whip me! Punish me!” Diane begged. I raised the whip and brought it down with a sharp crack! Diane flinched with a yelp. “Ow! Yeah! That’s what I want, Lover!” Whack! Whack! Whack! She squirmed with each blow, and I noticed that she was beginning to bruise. I dropped the whip on the floor,. I nodded in satisfaction and, after a final look at the mirror to make sure my lip color was perfect, turned and made my way toward the ring. I walked through the waves of beer and popcorn smells, my thoughts on the upcoming match. Instead of the raucous cheers I usually received the crowd actually got quieter as I neared the ring. Even the referee looked at me strangely. I was at a loss until someone in the crowd snickered and said, ‘Nice lips, honey.’ My breath caught. I was wearing bimbo red. With satisfaction Sierra heard very positive remarks being made to the journalists. She took a call from Lloyd Philp, president of the local business and professional association pleading with Sierra to be guest speaker at the association’s annual dinner on Saturday night. ‘I was to speak about the erosion of profit margins but women on the executive, aware your application is before the membership committee, want you to speak, and so I’m prepared to step aside and have my address published in.