Again, Sandra tried to stay as unmoving as she could, while trying to keep a control over her feelings. Nevertheless, noticing that a few of the girls...in front of her were now fixating on her pussy, made it very hard for her to stay still. Her pussy was itching like crazy for some physical contact.During this pose, Sandra could clearly feel that she was getting more aroused by the minute. Again, she was certain that if Frederik were here, she would have allowed him to fuck her in front of all. It appeared to spur him on his thrusts becoming frenzy and soon climaxing deep in her body. Regardless of her being oh so near he withdrew leaving her in a highly exited state, her mind reeling.She tried desperately to remember the schedule, what would be the next torment, would she get to climax, her jumbled thoughts as he prodded her to get up and check that list were playing like an old newsreel as she read; Breakfast 0700, Water works,Toilet break,10.00 Spanking. She got no further as his. Yohann was bruised, battered, bleeding and exhausted. His pathetic thin clothes were so badly torn and soaked in his blood that they hung loosely. Georgina dismounted and called over a guard."Will you kneel before me and accept me as your monarch?" Georgina asked and Yohann shook his head before collapsing back on the ground, panting furiously.Georgina flashed a smile across her battle-weary face and barked an order to the guard. "Put our guest in the dungeon. He has many cuts and wounds, and. . how about you and Angie calling round later for a little drink...?I'd worried a bit about what state Angie would be in, after her lonely all-day boozing. But she turned out to be one of those alcoholics who never get drunk. They just need to be kept topped-up.So Angie was in splendid form, as she negotiated the narrow staircase with no mis-hap, and came though into the sitting-room. I could hardly believe it: my secret fantasy had actually walked in, and here she was in my own home. Eric and.