Obviouslyshe had her own agenda! She pulled down my panties and lightly whipped myass cheeks, gradually increasing the force applied until my ass was...sore andquite red. "A Slave, even a Slut like you, should walk around with apretty, red ass."Soon she quit the whipping and let me stand up to remove my blouse and bra.Mistress Rachel caressed my titties and licked and sucked on my nipples. Mycock became erect as she told me how nice it was to have such a prettylittle sissy for a slave. "Get. We kissed for what seemed like hours, our tongues were meshed together in and out of each others mouths. He kept his hands away from my breasts and sweet spot which turned me on even more because he was being a gentleman about it. Meanwhile I was running my fingers and nails all over his body while resisting the urge to reach down and find out just how aroused he was. We still had our clothes on at this point and I asked him if he wanted to take this any further. His reply was that it was up to. She put on her skirt and blouse. I asked her if she wanted to use the bathroom before she left. She declined. I offered her napkins from the table to line her panties with. Again she said no. "Mike, I'm going to put these panties in a safe place just like they are, Whenever I think of you and today, I'll take them out to remember how good we were together. Can I have a baggie, though?"I searched around until I found a sandwich bag. Susan removed her soaked panties and stuffed them into it. I. With one last sorrowful look at the cozy cave that had been home to them, they set out on the continuation of their journey.The women mounted the backs of the cats and they padded through the wet foliage toward the flashing dot that marked their next destination.Soon all were wet and soggy from the dripping vegetation.Not even the gentle back and forth rocking of Kathy and Suzie's crotches on their bare backs of the giant cats was able to dispel the dismal mood shared by all.The day passed.