My whole body, even my head and face was hosed down with those powerful beams of water. I tried to avoid it, but I was tied to that rack so not much c...ance. I was really freezing cold.Time after time the both Dominants aimed the ice cold beams of water on my head and face. Even in my mouth as I tried to gasp some air. But it was good to get the mud out of there because it didn't taste good and wasn't nice to swallow.After a while they put down the hoses and freed me from the rack. My body was. To her, I was still that shy nerdy boy. To me, she was still the early bloomer. But that's ok.A series of serendipitous events involving her happened. One, in particular, I was walking to class one day. I got to one of the intersecting hallways, where I met Jasmine, who was running. I stopped myself. She stopped almost just in time."Whoa," I said. I looked down at my hands. They were touching her breasts. I jerked back. "Sorry." It's ok. You're not the first to touch my tits. You won't be the. You are wearing a little black lace bra…Reaching down you unzip her skirt… allowing it to slip onto the floor…without looking I already know what you are wearing…I remember the saucy email….a pair of tiny black panties…black fishnet stockings held up by suspenders…..Looking deliciously kinky….my eyes running over your body….becoming focused on your erect nipples visible through the sheer fabric of your bra….your hands reach behind your back…gently unclasping the strap….allowing it to the. I noticed that this door and the first two each had a symbol inlayed into the door with some sort of colored stones. The symbol was of a rose; falling from its left side were two petals, from its right side was a drop of blood.The door was opened by a priestess who appeared to be in her early thirty's. She smiled warmly at me and said; "Welcome Alison. This is the place that has been prepared for you. Please enter and make yourself comfortable."The room we entered was fairly large with four.